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and-stir-the-stars · 1 year

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@dire-kumori (this is, uh. This is gonna be a long one 😬)

It's completely fine if you're not up to date on the fnaf books, especially considering I haven't read any of them myself, lmao. I only know the things that the silly fnaf youtubers tell me is important in their theory videos, so. I don't know very much, and what I do know is probably very biased through their theory-crafting lenses.

But I enjoy me a good Evan and Gregory story, so I'd love to rant a little but more about them. I like the idea that Evan is hiding away somewhere in the Night Terrors recreation of his room, too terrified to leave it. He hides away somewhere that only a little kid would think to go/be able to reach, which is exactly why Gregory (who isn't THAT afraid while playing the game, but is a little menace who likes breaking the game's boundaries and trying to see where he can and can't go rather than playing the game normally) is able to find him.

Maybe Evan is terrified of Gregory at first-- after all, the details are hazy, but he clearly remembers how much the Stranger hurt him for so long, and who says this stranger will be any better? But Evan is terrified and alone and he just wants comfort. He thinks about the weird pictures on the wall of the family with blurry faces, how happy and safe they all look, and after a while of Evan being scared and Gregory trying to calm him, Evan can't help but notice that Gregory looks a LOT like one of the small blurry figures he sees in the family photos (ig technically Gregory should be nothing more than a pair of transparent floating arms if they're in a VR game, but I'll do what I want with no regard to the cruel constraints of logic). And Evan wants the happiness and safety he sees in those photos, so wouldn't it make sense to go with Gregory? (though, Gregory insists the kid in those photos isn't him)

Evan is so broken at this point that he doesn't remember his personality or his name. He can't answer any of the questions Gregory asks him about what things he likes or what he does for fun (though, the difference in technology thanks to them being born so far apart may play into that, too). Gregory has to help give Evan a name (Evan shudders for reasons he can't remember when Gregory suggests the name Freddy).

The last thing I'll say about the Gregory ending (such an original name, ik) is I'd like to think the two of them get out of the game eventually. Despite Gregory’s kindness, Evan still thinks he's too broken and the world is too big and scary for him to continue existing... and then the sun rises. At this point, Evan has spent what accounts to years/billions of nights desperate to survive long enough to see the sunrise but always being brutally murdered before he can. And then! Then Evan feels the light and warmth ghosting against his skin for the first time in god knows how long, he sees the brilliant pinks and oranges and reds of the rising sun, and he falls onto his knees with tears in his eyes. "I made it," he whispers. "I finally, really made it."

The happiness is almost enough to make his soul move on right then and there. But... it also fills him with hope that maybe this world and the people in it are worth surviving for after all.

Okay, moving on!

Oh gosh,, the idea of "Michael" trying to take control of the game in order to turn it into a safe haven for Evan!! It's such a painfully sweet idea... except, I can't help but wonder if Michael would even know what a 'safe haven' for Evan would look like-- let alone if the Fragment would know, since the Fragment has lost everything that makes Michael, Michael and is just the remnant of an instinct to keep Evan safe. I feel like the "safe haven" that the Fragment would make for Evan would end up being empty and hollow, devoid of any real meaning or happiness. It's nothing but an empty paradise filled with false promises of what the Fragment thinks a little kid SHOULD want but is devoid of the love and affection that Evan NEEDS. I'm having trouble coming up with any examples, though. Maybe it's like the Other World in Coraline, but instead of a greedy, hungry monster being in control of an empty world of lies, it's a monster that WANTS to help Evan but doesn't understand how.

And the idea of Glitchtrap using Evan against the Fragment is positively delicious :3

I'm going to make William and Mike a bit more sentient than you originally intended for a sec, though. I like the idea of a manipulative, silver-tongued William turning Evan against his brother. Maybe William even takes advantage of the fact that Evan (and probably Mike) never found out or knew why he got trapped in the Nightmare in the first place; maybe William frames the whole thing as Michael coming up with another way to torture Ev for fun. I wonder how Evan would respond. Would he listen to his father (whether or not Evan even recognizes this person as his father) telling him Mikey deserves this, take out his frustration on Mikey and hope that he can rest once Mike is gone? Or does Evan break, because as much as Mikey has hurt him, he doesn't want his brother dead?

And wouldn't it be interesting to see how Mike/the Fragment responds to Evan attacking him/it? The Fragment wants nothing more than Evan to be happy, so it must glitch the hell out of it when Evan tries destroying the Fragment. It's just like what you wrote about Mike being torn when Ev begs Mike to stop trying to save him in the Nightmare; the Fragment's entire existence is to keep Evan safe and happy, and it needs to be present so it can do that, but if Evan wants it gone... how is it meant to fulfill both objectives at once?

Though, I'm also curious about how this au could tie back into Security Breach. Maybe the Fragment does end up winning control of the game from Glitchtrap, so Glitchtrap runs to the only place he can: Vanessa. And maybe he drags Evan with him, or perhaps Evan goes *willingly* if it means escaping from the Fragment/Stranger that tortured him for so long. Security Breach still happens, but this time, Glitchtrap has Vanessa AND Evan under his control. Maybe he even uses Evan’s ghost to try tricking and manipulating Gregory as well. And all the while, Michael has to try to figure out how to get out of the VR game and back to protecting the ghost spirit whose name he no longer recalls.

AND THE FRAGMENT BEING A YOUNGER MIKE IS SO COOL! Maybe it could be the reverse of what I described with Evan and Gregory, where Evan sees another lost and scared kid his age hiding away, just like him, and decides "i am not leaving you to face your horrors alone." Neither Evan nor Mike have any memory of who either of them are, but they're both lost and alone and terrified and cling to each other. They're the only thing that either of them has, and vow to get through this together, sort of the antithesis to how isolated they were in the Nightmare. Very depressing that it takes both of them completely losing all of their memories and will to live for them to trust and rely on each other without constantly hurting each other, but...

Maybe the two of them spend eternity forever without their memories. Or maybe like you said, they slowly find each other's memories in the game's coding, and they have to reconcile the horrible truths they learn about themselves and their pasts with the fact that they're *friends* now and don't want to lose each other

#I am. So sorry for throwing like 7 different ideas for the ending #(Or for the next phase of the story rather?) at you at once #There's just so many ways to take this one!#And i had to take Gregory out of the equation with your ''finding evan and Michael’s memories'' thing #Because if gregory was there and he saw the things mike did to evan #There is NO WAY that feral gremlin child would let mike ANYWHERE near evan lmao #His sense of justice (and common sense) is too strong #Okay time for funnies :3 #William: *wakes from the ucn hell*#William not even three seconds later: *is forced to be killed by animatronics over and over by the Fragment*#Also imagine the game developers when the fragment takes over the programming and changes it into Evan's ''safe haven''#They're like who the HECK recoded this game???#This is gonna take us months to fix!!#... maybe they just delete all the coding and start from scratch tbh #Also i am sooo proud of myself for the evan watching the sunrise thing #I have like. A Thing about Evan's soul basking in the sunlight like a cat #after being locked away (in fredbear/this Nightmare/the backroom at Freddy's/whatever) for years #Just ask honey-bunnysaurus. They've heard me talk about this before at multiple points lmao #Ugh I'm gonna reach tag limit soon :/#lonely children au #<- and I'll answer your ask about that tag later you absolute menace!#I should have seen that coming but it took me completely by surprise 🥺

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yahargulian · 5 months

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4, 8, 22?

4. Movie of the year?

Probably Nope! Such a good movie with such a good atmosphere. Also solidified that I really am scared of chimpanzees, which wasn't something I expected to come out of that film at all

8. Game of the year?

It would have to be either Death Stranding or Resident Evil 4 Remake. RE4R was so fucking fun to play and completely sucked me into its plot and its characters and I may be a little biased because that kind of cult/religious horror is Always gonna grab me by the throat. Death Stranding might just have to take the crown though because that game made me CRY. It made me SOB. And there's nothing I love more than being left an emotional wreck by a story. I'd recommend it to everyone, the story and the characters and the themes and everything are just... it's so so good. Holds such a special place in my heart for real

22. Favourite place you visited this year?

I went to Bath this year for the first time!! It's a really pretty city, and we visited when it was really nice weather too so it was just good vibes! I got boba and sat in the sun in a park for a few hours and it was just. Very nice

End of the year asks!

#not even thinking about metal gear solid for the game ask because i only finished the first game like. two days ago ahdgjkagh #and that seems Too Soon #even though it occupies so many of my waking thoughts atm #ESPECIALLY now that i've started the second game?? holy shit #i'm not gonna go on a whole ramble here but i finished the boat section today and AAAAAAAA???? THIS GAME IS INSANE #it's gonna leave me with Thoughts and Feelings i know it i feel it. god.#anyway. yes. no ramble. i do not want fifty billion tags on this ahdjghakg #thank u so much for the ask!! 🥺#silenthillmutual #answered

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wasppilled · 2 years

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ace attorney, huh

#im like a broken record #i think it's been a While since ive been this into something #so im just having fun :-)#im gonna start the second game soon #not tonight tho #gotta sleep #(geiger counter clicks)

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arolesbianism · 29 days

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Hm. I am getting the distinct feeling that either revanced broke or some apps are doing smth real shitty

#rat rambles #anyways guess who's youtube completely stopped working #It's fine I can watch on browser but it's still very annoying #And the tumblr thing is even more annoying hense why I've been like completely off of tumblr recently #Maybe the universe is telling me to take an Internet break but like I have just been starting to feel a bit better #My family got a new dog the other day btw not relevant to the rest of this post but her name is karla and she's a very anxious doggy #I'm just waiting for laundry rn so that's why I'm posting at all lol #Might have to switch to posting from my laptop soon if things don't get unfucked #Which wouldnt be the end of the world but sure as hell would be annoying #Idk maybe it'll motivate me to finally make a proper blog theme #Idk what Id do for a blog theme tho tbh #An oni theme would be rly fun but it would also probably age poorly (as in the second I get into smth new)#So maybe an oc theme?#That could be fun #Not sure what characters Id use but maybe mascot and/or midas #Idk but chances of me actually doing it anytime soon are slim #Rly if I'm gonna customize anything more it's gonna be my toyhouse page #Oh also good news I'm going to do a pet sitting job for my aunt and uncle at some point #It'll be like 3 weeks I think and I'll be getting paid 700 buckeroos if I'm remembering correctly #I already have a lot of thoughts of how I'm going to spend it even if I should probably try to save at least some of it #There's just a lot of ppl who could use that money more and better than me and I don't wanna be stingy during times like this #I have also might buy like a new game since I've been interested in playing smth new #There has been one game I've been eyeing for a while and I have a mutual who likes it a lot but idk if I'm ready for new blorbos yet #But oldie or whatever her name was calls to me. She tempts me so #I'm open to other game recommendations tho just know that I'm gonna be picky on more story heavy games #Again I'm not exactly on the hunt for new blorbos rn and getting new story hyperfixations is scary to me lol

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st4rymoon · 7 months

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・𝘝𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘰 𝘎𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 ・

- 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐 ・𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐟 | 18+ | 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫-𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Miguel O’Hara x Fem Reader

Warnings: teasing, p in v, unprotected sex!, semi voyeurism? (Miguel in call with friends), pet names, dom Miguel, bratty reader, brat tamer Miguel, language, semi dubcon? If you squint.

You laid on your tummy as you buried yourself in a book with your legs kicking in the air. Miguel sat at his desk as he yelled into his head set. When he wasn’t busy with being in charge of the spider society, he spent some time online playing his games.

You were surprised when you found out a man so serious could have fun. But after a few months of dating him you soon realized he was quite the nerd. His dozens of shelves full of books kept you entertained as he played with a few other spiders online.

“Peter stop killin- no not you Peter the other pe- FOR FUCK SAKE EVERYONE SHUT UP” he screamed. You chuckled seeing him so frustrated, turning onto your side you faced him.

You watched him with a smile as some of his hair fell to his sides, the head set pinning his front hairs up. He looks so sexy whenever he played video games. You had no clue why but seeing him in some sweats, no shirt and angry always made you wet.

“Mig” you whined, your tone giving away your intentions as you rubbed your thighs onto his sheets “yeah doll?” He muttered turning to you. You gave a pout and spread your legs open slightly.

His eyes averted to you, his smirk growing as he rolled his eyes “not now chula, let me finish this game” he hummed. You groaned in agony as you rubbed your thighs together “please mig.”

He shook his head with a smile and continued to focus on his game. You’ve never teased him while he played but you were getting annoyed by his lack of his attention.

You stood up from the bed, pushing him back slightly so you could straddle him. He huffed as you sat on his lap, squirming and kissing his face. “Get off me before all of them hear me fucking you” Miguel threatened.

You didn’t understand if he really thought that would scare you. You chuckled at his words and started to rub yourself onto his lap “oh yeah?” You mocked.

Miguels hands moved up to your waist, his eyes darkening as he moved his game character behind a building. He didn’t say a word as he pulled your panties down to the side, he pulled his headphones off and placed them on your head.

“You wanna keep acting like a damn brat, never listening to me. You’ll get what you want” he cooed. You tried to yank off the headphones but he pinned your hands onto your stomach “no chula, déjalos escuchar si lo quieres tan mucho.”

Miguel kicked off his sweats, fisting his cock, he aligned himself between your cunt without any prepping. His hand squeezed your cheeks “gonna let them hear your boss fucking you? Mhm?” He moved your face side to side, teasing you with a smile.

Miguel slammed you onto his cock, settling deep in you as he let out a shaky moan. You bit your tongue as you felt his length stretching you, your tight walls squeezing him as he picked up the pace.

You tried to fight his hands off yours to cover your mouth, but with no struggle he kept you still. His hips fucked up into you, his cock sliding in and out as he moaned onto your shoulder. You could hear Miguel’s friends talking on his headset as he bottomed you out.

You were fighting every sound that threatened to spill out of you “let it out doll” he cooed. The second his calloused fingers rubbed your swollen clit you let out a loud moan. Miguel’s name spilling from your lips as the moan knocked the air out of you.

The talking on the head piece went silent. You tried moving your hands again, trying your best to pull them off but yet again, Miguel adjusted the headphones and now pinned your hands behind your back.

“No no, you were begging for this remember?” He shook his head, looking up at you with a smile on his face as your cheeks began to become stained with tears.

“Mi- Miguel please i-“ you cried as he pounded you out, his free hand that wasn’t pinning your hands behind your back on your hips. You slumped onto his chest, your moans spilling into his neck as he hugged you onto him.

He sloppily fucked into you as your slick dripped down your thighs and onto his lap. Miguel’s moans loudened as he felt you squeeze his cock, your moans filling his ears as your orgasm hit.

“Ay- ay mami- fuckkk” Miguel seethed, his fangs slightly piercing your shoulder as he bit onto you. Miguel’s seed spilling into you, his cum leaked out of you as he pulled out softly.

His hands moved up to your head and pulled the head set off “don’t worry doll, I ended the call the second I heard you moan” Miguel winked as he placed a kiss onto your forehead.

#smut #marvel smut #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara imagines #miguel ohara #miguel o hara x reader #miguel x reader #miguel o’hara smut #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o hara #miguel smut

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mypoisonedvine · 11 months

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Virgin! Eddie talking big game but as soon as you even put the tip in he becomes a whimpering pussy drunk baby

"Baby," he panted, digging his fingers into your thighs, "baby baby baby-- slow down, fuck--"

"Slow down? Eddie, I've barely got the tip in," you noticed with a laugh, struggling a little to hold yourself up above his lap at this angle for much longer than you'd originally planned-- you'd been so excited to slide down and feel him balls deep inside you--

"I know, fuck, but m'so close already," he whined, "you're so... warm."

"Sorry, but I'm really not the patient type," you grinned as you plunged yourself down-- and your smile fell to a gasp as he filled you to the brim.

"Oh fuck!" he moaned, head falling back. "O-oh, god-- so fuckin' perfect..."

He watched you ride him for a few moments, but he couldn't keep his cool any longer when you balanced yourself on his chest and started to really fuck yourself on his cock.

"Baby, m'gonna-- oh, fuck, get off--"

You bit your lip and shook your head. "Mm-mm, want it inside," you cooed. "And I'm not gonna stop until I come."

"Sh-shit, baby, you might kill me," he whined. "Please-- will you at least slow down?"

Laughing, you replied, "already told you once I don't know how to slow down. Especially not when your cock feels so good--"

"Fuck!" he shouted as he came, moaning loudly and fucking up into you for a few weak thrusts. Of course, he was completely jelly beneath you when you kept riding, ignoring that he looked like he'd been fucking possessed with how his eyes rolled back. "God, b-baby, please-- please--!"

You couldn't tell if he was begging you to stop or keep going, but you did the second one anyways, desperate for your own release and knowing it wouldn't take much longer if he kept looking so adorably wrecked under you. "Don't you wanna make me come, Eddie?" you mocked. "You kept saying you'd rock my world-- takes at least a couple minutes to do that, don't you think?"

But he wasn't exactly... capable of responding to that, he was whining so loud you could barely hear yourself talk.

"Just stay still, Ed, I'll do all the hard work for you... just try not to pass out."

#eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #bex and jd's sleepover

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pix3lplays · 2 months

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Imagine telling any of the Honkai Star Rail boys you can hold the entire world in your hands and then cupping their face.

Who will be flustered, who's going to cry, and who's going to be smug?

Heh. Well. I have a few thoughts.

Argenti is a mix of flustered and crying, I’m sure of it. He hits you right back by cupping your own face in his hands, looking at you with those pretty, watering eyes while he tells you that he can also hold the whole world in his hands. It’s SO cute, he’s such a sweetheart…but don’t start this game with Argenti, you won’t win. Suddenly he’s using every poetic line in the book on you. He needs you like he needs air, seeing your smiling face in the morning is the only boost he needs…etc.

Aventurine acts so, SO smug. But it catches him by surprise…he’ll be thinking about that for a LONG time afterwards…really? Really, he’s your WORLD? That night he asks you. “Am I…really your world? Did you mean that?” and he looks so much more vulnerable than he usually lets himself appear to you. You just cup his face again, and kiss the tip of his nose in response. He’s so funny, so cute…of course he’s your world…he doesn’t full on cry but…his eyes get a little watery. Give him some attention tonight, tell him you love him, how much he means to you…believe it or not, he really needs to hear stuff like that from time to time.

Jing Yuan’s reaction is, of course, adorable. He looks at you expectantly when you say you can hold the whole world in your hands, already seeing where you’re going with this. As soon as your hands are on his cheeks, his palms are pressed to your hands. Hehe, you’re stuck now, cupping your boyfriend’s face. He’s so SMUG ugh, but so kissable. All he says is, “go on…” in an attempt to get some more compliments from you, with that charming look on his face…better come up with something clever or he’s not gonna let you go without teasing you for your poor attempt at flirting with him.

Sampo who almost comically melts at your sweet little gesture. He’ll be talking about it for a LONG time afterwards. Asks you to do it again too. Tells random people about it. Nice going, it’s gone straight to his head. He’s very…“hehe…they think I’m their world~”

Luocha…he looks surprised, taken aback just a second when you place your hands on his face and declare that he’s your world. The way his expression softens is so sweet. He smiles, traces his own fingers along your cheek and leans in to press a kiss against your forehead, telling you that you’re very kind to him.

Veritas Ratio, ugh. He won’t admit that you’ve knocked him off his balance with the sweetness of the gesture, so he plays it off with a simple, “I know I’m your world,” followed by a smug smirk. He was sooo infuriating, why did you love him so much…?? You give his face a playful shake while you demand to know what he means by that, but he’s not going to explain himself to you. He’s just like that. Though, he is surprised at just how much he enjoyed the sensation of your hands on his face.

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dante-mightdie · 3 months

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Im fwwling kind of dizzy today.. May i ask for more angsty bluecollar!simon? 😢😢😢🙏🙏🙏

it had been a fucking awful day at work. not only was it a 14 hour shift in the freezing fucking cold, johnny knocked his lunch (that you cooked for him) out of his hand and then simon realised that today had to be the day he left his wallet at home

he was tired, cold, hungry and cranky. he just wanted to get home, eat some dinner and relax on his xbox. he trudged in, expecting to be welcomed in by the smell of your cooking but all he could smell was sanitiser and floor cleaner

“where’s dinner?” is he all he asks when he finds you in the kitchen, standing on the counter and wiping down the top of the cupboards

you jump a little and peek over your shoulder to look at him, “oh, hi love! I haven’t started dinner yet, i’ve been deep cleaning the flat. wanted to scrub the oven and behind the fridge. I’ll start it soon, it’ll be another hour or so.”

“for fuck’s sake…” he mumbles under his breath, rolling his eyes as he drags his feet back to the front room.

he sulks for a while as he kicks his boots up onto the coffee table and switches on the man utd game. you come strutting into the living room around 15 minutes later to tell him that you’re gonna start dinner now.

“si, can you take your boots off, please? you’re getting dirt all over the carpet and the coffee table. I cleaned in here earlier.” you whine, folding your arms over your chest

simon closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, deciding on picking up the remote and turning up the volume on the tv instead of answering you

“si, don’t ignore me! I’m trying to-“ you speak up again but he’s quick to cut you off with a sharp tone

“can you quit yer fucking nagging? tryin’ to fucking relax and you’re here yapping in my fuckin’ ear! it’s my house, I pay the fuckin bills so I’ll put my feet up wherever. go and start dinner and leave me alone…”

you stare at him, mouth slightly agape from shock. simon has never spoken to you like that before. it’s clear he doesn’t even comprehend the way he just spoke to you either judging from the way he just turns his head back to the tv.

“fine.” you spit, tears welling up in your eyes as you turn around and stomp into the kitchen.

simon hears you moving around in the kitchen for a while, the football match finishing up just in time for you to walk back in,

“your dinner’s on the table.” you say curtly, “and since you want me to leave you alone so bad, you can sleep out here tonight.”

you try to hold it together but simon can see your lip quivering and hands trembling at your sides even as you tell him off

he sighs and shakes his head slightly but you walk away before he can say another word. he hears you walk down the hall and into the bedroom, there’s a few seconds of silence before he hears you slam the door loudly

“shitty fuckin’ day…” he grumbles to himself as he goes to the kitchen to eat his dinner alone and credit where credits due, it does looks fucking spotless in here

#mw2 #cod mw2 #ghost #simon ghost riley #simon riley #ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #bluecollar!simon

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raythekiller · 10 months

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hear me out…s/o waking up BEN,Toby,EJ,Hoodie,and Clockwork with head(they’ve given s/o permission to do it obv) if your not comfortable with writing that then I totally understand tho

🗒 ❛ Waking Them Up With Head ༉‧₊˚✧

Featuring: Ben Drowned, Ticci Toby, Eyeless Jack, Hoodie, Clockwork

#Notes: yall a bunch of perverts (← foaming at the mouth at this ask)

pronouns used: none, gn! reader

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꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Ben Drowned

He's a very light sleeper, so he probably wakes up when you shuffle around the bed but still pretends to be asleep. When he feels you pulling his pants down, he can barely contain himself with the amount of excitement that came rushing in. Really? You're gonna do that? And he didn't even have to beg? Pretends to wake up when you take his shaft into your mouth, his hand immediately going to your hair and his back arching as he moans softly. Best morning ever.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Ticci Toby

Takes him a second to notice what's going on, he moans before he even realizes it. When he gets his bearings, he's completely red in the face. He tries to ask what you're doing or why, but the only sound coming out of his mouth are whimpers. He squirms a lot, his moans a bit deeper due to his morning voice as he tries not to thrust his hips upwards into your mouth. Wasn't expecting it, but he's not complaining.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Eyeless Jack

Jack's a bit of a heavy sleeper, so it takes a little while for him to wake up. He immediately growls once he gains consciousness, both his hands grabbing at your hair to help set the pace, his head thrown back as he keeps groaning in pleasure. Doesn't take him long to just pull you off of him and throw you on the bed, ripping your clothes off. You chose the wrong demon to play these games with cause it completely backfires.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Hoodie

This cocky asshole acts like it's no big deal. Wakes up as soon as you start going down on him and immediately thrusts his hips up, grabbing your head to keep you in place as he facefucks you, all the while looking down at you with this cocky grin on his face. Another one you can't pull a stunt like this with cause it backfires and it backfires badly.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Clockwork

One of the only moments she's completely submissive. As soon as you take her into your mouth she's moaning and whimpering while grabbing the sheets like her life depends on it, begging you to keep going cause it feels good, completely intoxicated by drowsiness. Will be super embarrassed after it's done and says that you'll pay for that later, and trust me, revenge is a bitch.

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta x reader #ray.writes #ticci toby #ticci toby x reader #ben drowned #ben drowned x reader #eyeless jack #eyeless jack x reader #hoodie #hoodie x reader #clockwork #clockwork x reader #creepypasta smut

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loveinhawkins · 1 year

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It’s Dustin who saves Eddie.

He doesn’t try and carry him back to the trailer, nothing like that—if he could manage that on determination alone, then he would, but his throbbing leg has other ideas.

So he stays by Eddie’s side. Throws off his hoodie and starts to rip any piece of his clothing that he can, because he’s come a long way from when he once stuck bandaids on Steve’s beaten up face.

“What… what are you doing?” Eddie says in between gasping breaths.

Dustin would laugh if he wasn’t so scared. “Buying more time,” he echoes. Then he looks Eddie right in the eye and adds, voice wavering, “I’m really fucking sorry in advance.”

He takes a deep breath and presses the material to Eddie’s chest with force.

Eddie screams.

Dustin grits his teeth. Keeps going.

He creates makeshift tourniquets for Eddie’s arms, keeps tearing at his shirt, then takes it off entirely to use as a larger bandage, ignoring the shock of cold against his skin; the only thought in his head is that he has to stop the bleeding.

Eddie’s hand finds his bare shoulder. Squeezes weakly. “Tha’s enough,” he slurs. “D-Dustin, stop.”

And Dustin only does what he says because it doesn’t look like any more blood is soaking through the material. He keeps pressure on the worst of the wounds, tries to keep his elbows locked, as if that will stop his relentless shivering.

And when he looks up, he sees a tear fall from Eddie’s eye, down his temple, into his hair—and Dustin somehow knows that it’s not from pain alone, that Eddie’s crying just because he can see how cold he is.

“M’sorry,” Eddie whispers. “Never meant for… for you to—”

“Shut up,” Dustin says, then hastily amends, “Actually, don’t shut up, just—just stay awake. They’ll be back soon, okay, Steve and Robin and Nancy, and they’ll—”

“Steve,” Eddie agrees. His voice goes up and down, like a little song: “Steve, Steve, Steve.”

“Yeah, he’ll—hey, Eddie, eyes open.”

“Mm-hmm,” Eddie says faintly. “Eyes… oh, forgot to… you were right, H-Henderson, he’s… a badass. S’got pretty eyes, too, like wow. Pretty, pretty…”

And…

Well. That’s a development.

“You can tell me all about Steve’s pretty eyes if you keep yours open.”

And Eddie’s eyes do jolt open at that, like he’s received an electric shock. He groans in mortification.

“Jesus Christ. Didn’t mean to—fuck, feel like I’m drunk, man, I can’t… just kill me.”

Dustin thinks he probably would have found that request funny if Eddie wasn’t saying it through teeth flecked with blood.

Still, he does let out a strangled, hysterical giggle when he says, “I know how to keep you awake now.”

Eddie groans again. “Spare me the—”

“He sings in the shower, like, full blown Elvis impression, all that jazz. And he denies having lucky socks, but he wears the same pair whenever Lucas has a basketball game.”

“Huh?” Eddie says eloquently.

“Pay attention, dude, you need to know what you’re getting into! Oh, he said when he went to see The Fox and the Hound, he cried.”

Eddie chuckles. “That’s… oh, that’s sweet.” He smiles, eyes bright, and Dustin suddenly knows that they’re gonna be okay. “Keep going?”

Dustin does. He talks about how Steve always says, “Two for joy,” even when he sees a singular magpie, because he reasons that the second one is always just hiding. How he eats ice-cream too fast, does a comical hop in place when he inevitably gets brain freeze. That whenever he happens to pick up Dustin from school, he almost always has a Simon and Garfunkel tape playing, sings along to At the Zoo as he turns out of the parking lot.

Dustin doesn’t mention the Farrah Fawcett spray; a promise is a promise.

Eddie seems pretty damn well entertained with what he’s been given, anyway. He keeps smiling, lets out breathy chuckles that give Dustin hope: that he still has enough energy to laugh.

“Okay, okay, I’m awake,” he says, “I’m so awake, jus’… you just relax.”

And it’s only when Dustin stops talking that he realises his teeth have been chattering the whole time.

Eddie gives an unhappy sounding hum, and his hand comes up to clumsily rub at Dustin’s forearm.

“Your lips are blue.”

“I’m f-fine.”

A sudden desperate yell splits through the air; Dustin didn’t know that Steve could sound quite like that.

“Here!” Dustin shouts as much as he can.

He hears three people running; Steve gets there first.

Eddie’s eyes go wide. “Steve,” he says, and Dustin’s seen enough movies to think that this could be it, the big moment, or at the very least that Eddie’s about to give another wandering speech on Steve’s eyes.

But instead—

“Steve, Steve,” Eddie repeats, “Dustin’s cold.”

“Jesus Christ,” Steve says; he’s already taking off his jacket, shoving Dustin into it with this frantic mixture of urgency and care.

Dustin’s shivers get even more pronounced as the jacket’s zipped up, as the warmth from Steve’s body heat hits him.

“Think E-Eddie’s—b-bleeding stopped,” he says, accidentally biting on his tongue thanks to his chattering teeth.

Steve looks over Dustin’s handiwork, eyes shining. “Yeah, you did good,” he says, choked, rubs his hands down Dustin’s forearms more effectually than Eddie had. “You did so good.”

“You must’ve been wearing your socks tonight, Harrington,” Eddie says.

Steve stares at him. It’s only when he starts to laugh that Dustin realises he’s crying at the same time. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

“Shh, s’okay,” Eddie says. “I cried at th’movie, too, don’ tell anyone. S’not fair what… s’posed to be a happy endin’…”

Steve catches Dustin’s eye, says, deadpan, even with a tear-streaked face, “Doc, I think we’re losing him.”

Dustin whacks him on the arm, because it’s so stupid, it’s so Steve, and, God, they're really gonna be okay.

“Dustin’s th’best doctor,” Eddie chants, “best, best, best…”

“Yeah, he’s a goddamn superhero,” Steve says sincerely.

There’s a look Steve has on his face while he lifts Eddie up, a fleeting softness right before he goes back into planning mode, scanning the trailer park in case of any more threats; where Eddie’s fingers curl around Steve’s neck, and Steve smiles down at him, and…

Dustin would put a bet on Steve thinking Eddie has pretty eyes, too.

At least, he would if he could stand up.

When Steve clocks his leg, his jaw works a couple of times before he speaks. “Hey, Robin, Nance?” He raises his voice, looking to some point in the distance. “Could you—help Dustin up, I’ve—uh, kinda got my hands full.”

His tone is light, but his chin trembles just a bit, like he might break down at the thought that he can’t carry Dustin out of here, too.

“Okay, c’mon superhero,” Robin says, suddenly by Dustin’s side; she counts down, and then Dustin’s being carefully lifted up, an arm flung around Nancy, too.

“I’m okay,” Dustin feels the need to say. Robin and Nancy are out of breath, and he can’t help noticing the vivid red marks around their necks.

“Yeah, you will be,” Robin corrects.

“Is—is Eddie—?”

“Look, he’s right in front,” Nancy says. “Steve’s got him.” She lowers her voice and when she says, “You were really brave, you know,” Dustin has to swallow a lump in his throat: for a moment feels thirteen years old, her hand in his at the Snow Ball.

And she’s right; Eddie is right in front. Dustin can see him trailing a hand up and down Steve’s arm, slow and soothing, and he’s talking, just too far away to be heard.

For a few steps, Dustin thinks that Eddie must be spilling more of what he’s learned, regurgitating the anecdotes.

But then Robin and Nancy pull him a little closer. And he can read Eddie’s lips.

He’s okay, Eddie is saying, looking away from Steve’s face to find where Dustin is. He’s right behind us, sweetheart. He’s okay.

#dustin henderson fic #eddie and dustin #steve and dustin #steddie with dustin’s pov #henderfam #steddie #steddie fic #steddie ficlet #steve x eddie #dustin henderson #steve harrington #eddie munson #i couldn’t resist the music reference it’s a song i love but wasn’t coming up in nbtdad ❤️#dustin and nancy

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prncessjaeger · 4 months

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eren and his mystery cheerleader gf! ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

syp: no one believed eren had such a pretty gf…until now

trin speaks!: be mindful i might have errors. it’s normal.

“so where’s your so-called "girlfriend" at? or did you make this one up too like the last time-”

“oh fuck off, connie, that was one time, and i was 12!” the rest of his friends surrounding him laughed at his embarrassment, (apparently he was the only one without a girlfriend so he made up having one…like i’m talking fake messages and everything.) currently, they were at a rival school’s basketball game since you didn’t go to their school and of course eren decided to come and support you…but his friends armin, connie, and onyankopon tagged along with him, wanting to see who his “special lady” was. “so is the game gonna start or…?” “uh, i think? it just turned 6-” armin was cut off with a set of claps and loud stomps from the side of the bleachers, cheerleaders could be heard shouting a set of words while the boys ran out through the middle of them. parents, children and other spectators could be heard yelling in excitement for the intense game that was yet to happen.

eren looked around to spot you, finding you sitting on the bottom bleacher scrolling on your phone, and the boys traced his eyesight, “bro no way you date that girl sitting on the bottome row?” “huh?” connie pointed at you, “her? she’s toooo fine to be dating you-” “hey?! what’s wrong with me?” “-she should be dating me!” everyone around him rolled their eyes, “if anything she should date me, black love is the best love-” “right, but she’s entitled to date anyone she dates, besides we don’t know her,” armin was received with blank stares from all three of em while ignoring eren’s mumbling claims of, “i’m the one dating her,” soon or later it was halftime, which was a break time for everyone.

the dance team began to perform and all the cheerleaders went their separate ways. connie and armin went to concessions and onyankopon was talking with a girl he’d just met, so eren searched and searched for you, until he felt a pair of cold, soft hands hindering his vision. “guess whooo~”

“my beautiful baby i’d hope?” you kept his eyes covered as you moved infront of him, then removed them happily, “well you hoped right! hi eren!” you hugged him and sat next to him, leaning into his arms, “oh wait- you see our new uniforms?” “yes, its looks amazing- they added glitter to the school letters?” your curls shooks as you rapidly nodded, “yes! and the other sports coaches complained about it, wanting the letters to be unisex but i mean, glitter is glitter, and THEN the coaches made us run 5 laps before the game because someone left their bow at home, and now…” he turned towards you so he could listen to you better, and once the buzzer went off, you had to bid your goodbye, “you taking me home?” “you think you could ride home with sasha - i have the guys and i don’t wanna make it too crowded, i’ll get you once you get home?” your slight frown turned upside down and you noddied happily, “okay! see ya!” you waved enthusiastically and he waved back, sighing in content. “who’re you waving at?”

“my girlfriend?” they all stared at eren for like 5 seconds, then bursted out laughing at him, “oh man eren, you are too funny!”

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

after dropping his friends off, eren sat outside your home, waiting for your arrival and decided to do something that’ll hopefully get into his friends head that he’s actually dating someone. he smirked at his phone, editing up his caption and nearly jumped hearing his car door open, seeing you in his hoodie and some cute grey shorts, “hey baby,” you kissed his cheek and saw his phone, “uhh why are you…?”

“you’ll see.”

#eren x reader #eren x black fem!reader #eren jaeger x reader #aot x black reader #attack on titan #aot x y/n #eren yeager #aot fanfiction #eren aot #fluff #eren x black reader #eren yaeger x reader #eren headcanons #eren snk #aot x black y/n #aot x reader #smut

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lomlhwa · 2 months

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twin bitches (j.yh + c.jh)

pairing: roommate!yunho x roommate!reader x roommate!jongho

preview: your roommates are so sick and tired of hearing about your lack of sexual activity. so, they fix it for you.

tags/warnings: fem reader, threesome, oral (f+m.receiving), monster cocks for both of them, use of the color system, two cocks in one hole can i get a wahoo, praise, degrading, mean dom jongho + sweet dom yunho, mating press, so much dirty talk, slapping, some voyeurism, hand kink, fingering, breath play, pet names (slut, good girl, whore, our girl, baby, pretty girl), yunho likes to be called yuyu thank you, spanking, vibrator torture, edging, unprotected penetration (wrap it before you tap it), a couple creampies

trigger warnings: n/a

wc: 2.6k

song recs for this fic: topia twins by travis scott, soaked by shy smith

a/n: hnnngrggnn

It's late at night when you finally press your key into your front door. you can hear your roommates yelling at each other. you automatically assume that they're gaming. and you’re right. you find them sitting on opposite sides of the couch, screaming about their game and pounding on the buttons of their controllers. you can’t help but find it at least a little cute.

jongho looks up from the game for a split second to acknowledge you before nudging yunho. “oh y/n! you’re home!” yunho throws his headset off and runs over to you. your big golden retriever roommate loves to hug you when you get home. it’s endearing. you wrap your arms around his waist as he crashes your face into his chest. you can hear jongho press the power button on their console and get up from the couch.

“how did your date go?” jongho asks with a stoic look on his face. it’s your 3rd date this week. you sigh, your shoulders dropping. you hate admitting that it’s yet another date that’s gone south. “he said he didn't see me as anything more than a friend.” jongho rolls his eyes, scoffing at your response. “that’s such bullshit,” he says, his tone highly unimpressed by your response. “i don’t understand how all of these men are treating you like this.”

you shrug, walking over to the couch where the two of them had originally been sitting. you throw your head back and cross your arms over your chest. your roommates plop themselves down on either side of you, watching to see what your next move will be. “yanno, i’m not even upset about not having a boyfriend,” you admit, turning your head to the left to look at jongho. “then what are you upset about?” yunho asks from the right side of you. the tone of his voice gives you an inkling that he knows what you’re gonna say. you grow a mischievous look on your face before turning to look at him. “i’m upset that i’m not getting fucked. like at all.”

as soon as those words leave your mouth, both your roommates collectively sigh. “what?! it’s a valid complaint!” you exclaim, looking at the both of them in disbelief. you watch as they share a secretive look. confusion spreads across your face. “what the fuck was that?” you ask, wondering what they could be planning. before you can ask anymore questions, jongho throws you over his shoulder.

“genuinely what is happening right now?” you exclaim, kicking your legs, almost making jongho falter. yunho grabs your ankles tightly, forcing you to stop kicking. “stop being a fucking brat,” yunho demands. you halt every movement so quickly you could’ve sworn your heart stopped too. you can feel heat pooling between your legs at the tone of yunho’s voice. finally, jongho throws you down onto your bed. they both stand above you, arms crossed. they look at each other and then back down at you.

“alright, this is what’s gonna happen since you’re such a whore,” yunho starts. you open your mouth to protest the vulgar name and jongho slaps you straight across the face. “you don’t speak unless spoken to.” you can’t even deny how wet this is making you. yunho gives jongho a smile before continuing. “we’re gonna use you however we see fit and you’re gonna fucking like it.” you squeeze your legs together, your core begging for attention. jongho takes notice of this and forces your knees apart.

“color?” yunho asks. “very green,” you respond. you almost smile before they both move closer to you and then your face drops. yunho collapses to his knees between your legs and jongho moves towards your upper half. yunho removes your pants so gently, you can barely even tell he’s between your legs. the way he looks up at you, almost desperately, could make you cum on the spot. jongho on the other hand, rips your shirt in half with ease before throwing it somewhere. he grips your jaw, squeezing your face with one hand to force your mouth open. “you’re gonna look so pretty with a face full of cock, baby,” jongho says as he opens his belt with his other free hand.

you’re so focused on jongho’s words and movements that you had forgotten about where yunho was. that is until you feel his tongue lick a stripe up your thigh. you shoot your eyes in his direction, watching as his mouth inches closer to where you need him most. “she’s so wet, jongho. she’s into this,” yunho says, pulling your underwear off. “i think she really wants us to use her.” you can hear the smirk in his voice. jongho shoves his pants and boxers mid-way down his thighs as he laughs. “of course she is. she’s our little slut,” he says as he shoves his cock down your throat. you gag around him almost immediately, despite only being able to take just under half into your mouth. simultaneously, yunho shoves his face into your core, lapping up the slick that had been leaking out of you.

the mix of the sensation of your throat being abused and your cunt being cared for so gently sends your brain into a frenzy. you buck your hips up against yunho’s mouth, searching for more intense pleasure. jongho holds your face tightly, making sure you’re watching him while he fucks your mouth. he looks at you with dark, focused eyes, keeping a steady pace in your throat. you feel a loss of heat as yunho pulls away from your core, leaving your throbbing. you wonder where he’s going but you physically can’t look away from jongho. you don’t have to wonder for long when you hear the familiar buzzing of your vibrator. panic sets into your chest, knowing you have no escape. “dirty girl keeping her vibrator in the most obvious place,” yunho says. you can hear him click through the different vibration settings before settling on the basic one.

jongho pulls out from your mouth before removing his pants and boxers completely. he settles behind you, resting his legs on either side of your waist. yunho gets back down between your legs, running the vibrator up your thigh. “this is gonna feel so fucking good, baby,” he mumbles before pressing it directly to your clit. your hips jolt at the high vibration setting he has on, sending electricty through your veins. you dig your nails into jongho’s thighs, throwing your head back against his shoulder. yunho presses the vibrator into your clit harder, making you borderline stop breathing. your vision becomes fuzzy as your orgasm comes racing towards you like a train. “gonna-” is all you can get out before cumming harder than you probably ever have in your life. yunho never lets the vibrator falter, keeping it pressed on your most sensitive spot.

jongho wraps a strong hand around your throat, squeezing just enough to have you gasping for air. yunho digs his teeth into the soft skin of your inner thigh, watching as you clench around nothing, searching for some distraction from the immense pleasure. “plea-ah-se” you stutter, trying to get words out through jongho’s grip on your airway. “please what, whore?” jongho says against your ear, demanding more words out of you. “need your fingers yuyu,” you plead, your voice cracking. you’re desperate for anything to fill your hole, and yunho knows how much you love his hands. he smiles, obliging to your request. he shoves two fingers knuckles-deep into your sopping cunt. he drills them in an out of you at an unfathomable pace, sending another orgasm crashing into you. your legs tremble at the sensation of everything continuing despite your obvious orgasm.

in fact, yunho adds a third finger and sets the vibrator to the next highest setting. you let out a strangled scream, your nerves lighting themselves on fire. your knees slam together painfully, trapping yunho between your legs. you hear a sinister laugh behind you before your legs are pried apart by a pair of strong hands. you gasp at the sudden rush of air to your lungs and also being splayed open perfectly for your roommates. “please, i can’t do it anymore. it’s too much,” you plead, another orgasm creeping up on you already. “oh, you don’t wanna cum again? okay, baby,” yunho says as he takes his fingers and the vibrator away right before you can cum. you whine, your failed orgasm leaving behind a painful sting. jongho leans forward slightly to kiss your jawline; the sweetest gesture he’s shown so far. while your focus on him, yunho presses the vibrator against you again. your eyes roll into your skull, your previously failure orgasm rushing towards you again. “i’m gonna-” you’re cut off once again by yunho halting all movement. “yuyuuu~,” you whine, your legs begging to close.

“color?” yunho asks once more, placing the now off and very wet vibrator on the floor. through heaving breaths you reply; “yellow.” yunho coos at you, kissing your thighs. “okay, baby. we’ll give you the main event now,” he says as pulls his shirt over his head. jongho slips out from behind you to follow suit. you can’t help but get lost in the sudden lack of body heat. it doesn’t last for long when jongho slots himself between your legs. “i’m gonna get you started, slut. yunho will be all nice, treat your pussy with respect and let you cum, but i won’t. i can’t even be bothered to wear a condom while fucking you.” you open your mouth to protest but he cuts you off by shoving his cock completely inside your hole. his length is impressive as it is but the girth is what has your eyes crossing. the stretch stings and it takes over your senses for at least 10 seconds before you come to.

jongho starts thrusting into you at an almost inhuman pace, loud skin-slapping sounds filling the room. you can’t help but wonder where yunho has run off to. your eyes search the room before finding him sitting on your computer chair, pumping himself while he watches jongho fuck you. your eyes trail down to his cock and you can almost swear your eyes fall out of your head. is it even humanly possible for it to be that long? you can’t wonder for long when you feel another sharp slap come across your face. “look at me, you whore. i know you’re our girl but i’m the one balls deep inside you right now.” your eyes dart back to him, making fierce eye contact. his black hair is sticking to his forehead as he looks down between you. he watches as his cock appears and disappears inside you. “ah fuck, g-gonna cum jongho,” you grip his forearm and wrap your legs around his waist. “i don’t fucking think so,” he says as he pulls out of you, ripping yet another orgasm away from you.

yunho tuts as jongho pulls away from you. “you’re treating her so unfairly. we’ve taken 2 orgasms from her already.” yunho looks at you with such pity that you could almost cry. jongho looks at you like you’re nothing more than a talkative sex doll. “she’s so tight, yunho. i don’t know if she can take both of us at once.” your eyes dart between them, hearing them talk about you taking both at once. “both? what are you talking about? in one hole?” you ramble. they both collectively laugh at your visible panic. “of course. you wanna cum, it has to be on our cocks. that’s your only option, pretty girl,” yunho says to you, followed by the sweetest golden retriever smile. you clench around nothing at the stark contrast between his words and his smile.

“i can do it!” you cry out, crawling towards them. you grab their arms and look at them with eyes full of desperation. “at least let me try.” yunho caresses the top of your head, making kissy faces at you. “of course you can try. you’re such a good girl, i’m sure you can do it,” he encourages you. jongho scoffs, rolling his eyes. “yeah she can try, but i don’t think it’ll work.” before you can reply with a snarky comment, jongho lifts you bridal style. “your precious yuyu is gonna lay under you, okay?” he explains as yunho lays down on your bed. jongho spins you around and places you chest to chest with yunho. “hi, pretty girl. are you ready?” you nod, still feeling unsure. you feel him reach down between the two of you to align his throbbing cock up with your cunt. he slides in with ease, his tip just barely kissing your cervix. he’s much longer than jongho but jongho’s girth stretched you out enough for yunho to slide in comfortably.

you shiver as you feel a pair of hands run up your ass. “you’re gonna look so fucking slutty with both our cocks inside you, baby.” a sharp smack lands on your ass cheek and you’re almost 100% sure it left a handprint. you feel the tip of jongho’s cock brush your already full hole. as he starts to push into you, yunho brings his lips to yours. he kisses you with soft passion, trying to keep you distracted. the stretch is unbearable, to say the least. you let out strangled moans against yunho’s mouth, scraping your nails into his shoulders. once they’re both bottomed out, they freeze. your walls pulse as you try to adjust. “mmf please move,” you mutter, hoping they could hear you.

they both pull out simultaneously, emptiness flooding you. they both slam back into you so hard that your whole body jolts forward. your senses are on overdrive, trying to understand the pain and pleasure that fill your abdomen. you’re scared that if you dig your nails into yunho’s shoulders any harder you’ll draw blood. “color?” yunho says, his voice sounding strained. “green, green, oh my god,” you respond. finally, they move in sync with each other, emptying you and refilling you at the same time. “i can’t, i can’t, too much,” you babble, your legs trembling. “yes you can. you were made for this,” jongho replies, slamming into you extra hard. yunho strokes your hair as he thrusts up into you. “i’m so close, please let me cum, i need it, please,” you beg, your eyes watering. yunho and jongho look at each other, as if trying to decide your fate. you know jongho wants to deny you, but yunho just wants your pleasure. “you can cum, you’ve been such a good girl,” yunho encourages. they keep up their unrelenting pace, even as you’re thrown over the edge. “gonna cum inside you, baby. you deserve it,” yunho says, throwing his head back. both him and jongho are close and you can feel it.

jongho digs his fingers into your hips as his thrusts stutter to a halt, being the first one to blow his load inside you. it coats your abused walls and yunho’s still moving cock. yunho’s orgasm follows soon after, high pitched whines coming from his throat. you feel so full, both loads slowly seeping out of you. they stay inside you for a moment before emptying you. “i’ll go get a towel,” jongho says before rushing into the bathroom across the hall. you stay laying on yunho’s chest as he whispers sweet nothings to you. you feel the rough texture of the towel on your sensitive core, making you flinch. “sorry,” jongho apologizes.

eventually, you’re falling asleep. you’re still unmoving from yunho’s hold, feeling the most safe there. you can hear your roommates talking to each other but your brain has gone numb. everything buzzes around you as you fall asleep, your body finally giving out.

“sleep well, pretty girl.”

#lomlhwa #ateez #atz #yunho #jeong yunho #jongho #choi jongho #ateez smut #atz smut #yunho smut #jeong yunho smut #jongho smut #choi jongho smut #2ho smut

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