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novalpha · 1 year

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𝘞𝘰𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰 𝐹𝑖𝑐 𝑅𝑒𝑐𝑠

♡ Fluff || ୨୧ Angst || ★ Smut || ꗃ SMAU || ⌗ Series || ✿ Drabble || ♤ Mature (No smut) || ✹ Humor

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ The shattered camera ✹♡⌗୨୧ -> @puppetwritings

Summary: Wonwoo already had enough on his plate as it is—proving his parents wrong, making a living, fighting his just conscience—and with you in the picture, nothing could possibly go more wrong. Or could you be his ticket to the good life that he wanted?

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Head in the clouds (Landing among stars) ♡୨୧♤✹ -> @twogyuu

Synopsis: You're busy. He's busy. Doctors are busy. Pilots are busy. But somehow, he always found time for you - including pretending to be your boyfriend for your cousin's wedding.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Hi Wonwoo ୨୧ -> @diamondyjh

Synopsis: Sharing the details about your day with your boyfriend is a part of your daily routine.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Favorite ★ -> @wonusite

Synopsis: When Professor Jeon realizes his most earnest student is no longer paying him the attention he craves, he goes to great lengths to make sure he’s the only one holding her attention.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Love you twice ♡୨୧★ -> @toruro

description: in which your extremely hot and sexy one night stand turns out to be your son’s teacher. naturally, chaos ensues, but you might just find love as your life continues to take an unexpected turn.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Right where you left me ♡୨୧★ -> @tonicandjins

summary: in which wonwoo leaves and takes your heart with him. three years later, you're in another city, but tragically, right where he left you.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ In the spring ♡୨୧ -> @viastro

synopsis: in which you suffer from a car accident and have amnesia when you wake up. wonwoo is your current boyfriend, but you keep remembering your ex. [inspired by the numerous tiktoks i saw with this prompt]

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Payment due ♡୨୧★ -> @solarwonux

Synopsis: HYBE U one of the top highly prestigious universities in the country. A shit hole, a total money making scam that liked to sucked the life out of its students. Not being able to meet the funds to pay for your tuition your best friend lets you in a little secret. A way he’s been keeping afloat for years now, easy money. The problem is you want in.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Sharing is caring but I don't care ♡✹ -> @gamerwoo

Summary: All cat hybrids are different, but Wonwoo is exactly what you’d expect: reclusive, only wants attention for a limited amount of time, and slightly passive aggressive. You don’t mind, you love Wonwoo all the same. But he suddenly gets a lot more clingy after your best friend asks you to babysit the dog hybrid he’s fostering that seems to take a liking to you.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Wedding weekends with Wonwoo ♡✹୨୧ -> @suhnshinehaos

SYNOPSIS. jeon wonwoo, the perfect man. kind, smart, successful career, and not too bad on the eyes. all his friends are getting married and everyone’s aunts, mothers, and family friends are trying to set him up with their friends, sisters, brothers, nieces, and nephews at every wedding he attends. he’s tired of it. what better way to solve his problem than to employ your help, someone who’s having the exact same one?

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Blind ♡୨୧ -> @wtf-taeyong

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Roommates with benefits ♡★✹ -> @shuaflix

SUMMARY ▸ initially, wonwoo doesn’t think much about your incessant requests to play on his xbox. however, when what was supposed to be a two-hour visit to his place stretches out for two weeks, he starts to think you’re overstaying your welcome.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Momentum ♡୨୧♤ -> @wonlouvre Part 2 , Part 3

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ His favourite colour is blue ♡୨୧ -> @euphoricsunflowers

summary: there’s this guy in your history class who is so attractive, but he’s cold and closed off. guess you gotta fix that.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Love me tender...or maybe not ♡★ -> @multi-kpop-fanfics

Summary: cupids are the messengers of love and eros. but not all of them have truly experienced eros, in mind and flesh.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Your friends suck ♡୨୧★ -> @edenssheart

Summary: Your friend group is filled with people who tend to push their wants onto you, so with you being a pushover, you sorta let them. Wonwoo takes notice after a while and begins to help you pull away.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Just ask ♡୨୧★ -> @idyllic-ghost

synopsis: you're not very good at asking for things, especially not of the sexual kind. but maybe you can be driven to a point where you simply have to ask.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Amour-Haine & Co ♡୨୧★ -> @wonwoosthetic

Six years. Six long years have you been working side-by-side with your father. Balancing studying at university while playing his right hand throughout it all without ever complaining about how hard it was, but rather always putting 200% into everything you did. You helped him grow the company to where it now was.

And now, after the many ups and downs you have shared, he retires only to let the company get bought by some young wannabe Jeff Bezos, who thinks money and looks is everything he needs to get him through life.

If someone thought you’d just let this pass and work as Jeon Wonwoo’s side chick… they would be wrong. So, let the games begin.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Blood love , Part 2 ♡୨୧★ -> @multi-kpop-fanfics

Summary: Swearing off human blood can be condemning for a vampire - despite Wonwoo surviving without it for decades. But living in the current era is much more different than the past - because you exist.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Good luck charm ♡★ -> @sluttywoozi

Summary: Progamer!wonwoo is having a minor breakdown in a closet pre-tournament. Good thing you know the perfect good luck charm for him!

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Sucker (for you) ♡✹ -> @gyu-effect

SUMMARY || First year in college was always known to be stressful with all the assignments to complete, parties to enjoy and lectures to attend. But for you, it was a whole different type of stress: the conflicting (and growing) feelings of affection towards your best friend. Falling for him isn’t an option, but neither is avoiding him. So what do you do when you are down bad for the one and only Jeon Wonwoo?

Or, in which, one drunk party sends you hurtling down a rollercoaster of love for your best friend.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Meet cute of the century ♡୨୧★ -> @lovelyhan

the last thing you expected when you volunteered at your city’s local animal shelter is to meet the hottest cat person in the world. now if only he’d just adopt one of them so you’d stop ogling him every time he drops by.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Homewrecked ♡୨୧★ -> @ncteez

Wonwoo doesn’t seem to realize that you’re giving him the best option out of a relationship that doesn’t even involve you. With a cheating best friend on one side, and a loyal Wonwoo loving her from two hours away on another, you decide that home wrecking isn’t always a bad idea.

or the one where wonwoo fights internal demons over wanting you bc he’s in a relationship that he doesn’t even realize is falling apart.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ POV ♡୨୧ -> @by-soleil

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Something old, something new ♡★ -> @kwanisms

summary: When you get the news that your cousin is getting married, you lie about bringing your boyfriend as your date. Panicking, you ask your best friend, Wonwoo, to be your fake boyfriend.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ The Peephole ★ -> @rubyreduji

summary: wonwoo can’t stop thinking about how he wants to ruin his roommate, the peephole in his wall isn’t helping tamper those desires either

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Pretend It's Someone That Came for You ♡୨୧★ -> @beefboyandbabygirl

description: you're lonely. you're so lonely you think it might actually kill you. but when wonwoo transfers to your office, he might just change that fact.

[ More wonwoo fic recs will be updated ]

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rinhaler · 5 months

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I want plug! Sukuna to ask me if i want a treat while unbuttoning his pants.

++ 𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝: 𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐏𝐋𝐔𝐆 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐄 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐂𝐔𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐆𝐎 𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐋𝐋𝐋

doubling up these requests bc they are both scrumptious hehe :P also treating this as an alternate reality where Yuuji doesn't know the reader cheated with Sukuna, enjoy!!

warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, dubcon, oui'd smoking, oral (m receiving), degradation, throat fucking, throat bulge, choking, breath play, dacryphilia, slight praise, daddy kink, pussy spanks!

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It’s not unusual for you to turn up unannounced at your boyfriend’s house. Why would it be weird? You like to surprise him, on occasion. Being here when he finishes work always puts the brightest smile on his face.

So, no, it isn’t weird that you’re here without him knowing.

It’s perfectly fine.

It’s normal.

Though after Sukuna opens the door, your heart starts doing cartwheels. He can tell how nervous you are, the way your body moves through heavy breaths, that you’re trying to conceal remarkably well, gives you away completely.

He leans on the door frame and smirks wickedly.

“What are you doing here?” he grunts, kicking the door open and allowing you to enter the apartment he shares with his brother. “Yuuji isn’t here,” he speaks, casually, walking back towards his bedroom before stopping abruptly. He turns to face you, that maniacal smirk of his growing wider. “Oh, don’t tell me, did you come all of this way to see me, princess?”

You hate yourself. But you hate Sukuna more. You can’t believe you’ve allowed yourself to do this. To come here, so meekly and pathetically and allow him to have this level of power and control over you.

“I can’t stop thinking about you.”

He whistles, cheeks filling with air as his eyes widen in disbelief. He hadn’t expected you to be so blunt, so honest.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have come.” you sigh, turning to leave. “Don’t tell Yuuji I came, please.”

“Stop.” Sukuna tells you, he curls his finger and walks away from you.

You’re like a lap dog wherever he’s concerned. You’ve tried avoiding him, you’ve tried only spending the night with Yuuji if he comes to your place. But things are changing. You can’t stand it. You’re getting snippier with your boyfriend and you can feel yourself comparing the two of them whenever you have sex. Yuuji is good in bed. And he’s generous, but Sukuna… that one night with Sukuna… it’s looping in your mind like a record.

You enter his room to see an ashtray with a fat blunt already lit. The smoke twirls and dances upward, and you know already know where this is going.

“Relax, will you?” he speaks as he gets comfortable on his bed. It’s like fucking déjà-vu, watching him pick up his Xbox controller and load up GTA while you look down at the blunt apprehensively. “Makin’ me fucking stressed, why are you like that?”

“Shut up.” you bite back, picking up the ashtray, joint in hand as you sit on the edge of the bed. He pays you no mind as you devour it, every last morsel you can get before setting it back down. He watches you out of the corner of his eye when you stand up to take off your coat and kick off your shoes. “Don’t you have anything to say?”

He scoffs, smiling.

“About?”

“You’re such a cunt.” you practically spit at him as the venom drips from your tongue. You’re a little taken aback, however, that he doesn’t react at all. He does, though. You just aren’t perceptive enough to have realised the way he stopped playing his game briefly and his jaw bubbled with anger. He’s a good actor, though.

He’s sure got you fooled.

“I can’t stop thinking about you either.” he admits. You freeze before sitting back down on the bed and stare at him. He doesn’t pause his game again, but he looks at you, too. There’s something in your eyes, he detects. Is it concern? Worry? Lust? “Why did you come here?”

“I don’t know.” you respond, instantly. It’s the truth, after all. You don’t know, you’re not sure you’ll ever know. Cheating on Yuuji once is bad enough, but did you really come here to do it again? It’s making you feel a little sympathy for your ex, and that is a dangerous thought. “I just… you’re in here, constantly.” you admit, pointing to your temple.

“You’re high already.” he laughs. “We can’t do it again. Yuuji might forgive one slip up, but two?”

“I know we can’t.” you sigh, lying backwards on the mattress and look up at the ceiling. You look at the TV when it turns silent, noticing the screen has gone back. And then you look back at Sukuna, noticing him lighting another blunt. “I’m not high, by the way.”

“Yeah?” he laughs, taking a hearty drag before flicking the ash away. “Your eyes are red as fuck, and you’re drooling.”

You keep your eyes and mouth closed for a moment, wiping the alleged drool from your mouth. You do all you can to gather your thoughts, though there’s nothing coherent going on up there. Sukuna’s blunts are too fucking strong for you. And you’re an idiot, really, because you remember what happened last time you got too high with him.

But maybe, deep down, this is what you want.

“Are ya pent up?” he snickers before smoking again, “I fuck better than Yuuji, yeah? Want me to make you squirt again?”

“You’re disgusting.” you snipe, shutting him down instantly.

“You are, too, ‘cause you like it.” he continues. Your jaw hangs low again as he rests his blunt between his lips and lifts his shirt over his head, exposing his perfectly toned body to you again. “Look like you wanna eat me, princess.”

“Shut up…” you huff, turning your head away again so you aren’t ogling his muscles. They’re on your mind, though. Like a parasite wriggling its way into your braincells.

Your focus is brought back to him again, however, when you see his hands move towards his jeans. The blunt is still latched between his lips as he unfastens his belt. The clinking of the metal on his belt is like a knife through you, a painful reminder of what you’re doing here and what you’re letting him get away with.

“Don’t look so scared,” he tells you, unbuttoning the top of his jeans. “D’ya want a treat?” the sound of his zipper coming down is deafening.

You’re frozen in place, completely paralysed as you think about what he’s saying. He just said you can’t do this. He just said that Yuuji won’t forgive you for making the same mistake twice. Your heart is racing as he puts the blunt back in the ashtray and stands to his feet. He grabs your ankles, dragging you off of the bed and you land with a thump.

“Your pussy is nice, princess, but your mouth was a perfect little cocksleeve for me. Get on the bed.” he orders, and you obey. You let him manhandle you until your head is hanging off the edge, your eyes widen in horror as the long, girthy monster in his pants is revealed to you again. “Open wide.”

He wastes no time once your mouth is open, stuffing his cock down your throat until it bulges. The sight is almost enough to make him cum. You hate how much you love being treated like this, like you’re nothing. Nothing but a whore. Sukuna’s whore, in fact.

“Oh fuck.” he hisses, throwing his head back. “Been dyin’ to cum down your little throat, fuck.” he tells you, his heavy palm squeezes down on your neck as he fucks in and out of your wet cavern. He pulls out, giving you a moment to breathe. “Tell daddy you like sucking cock.” he demands, smacking his tip off your swollen bottom lip.

“I like— I l-like sucking daddy’s c-cock.” you struggle to speak through cracked breaths. And you can barely think another thought before he slots his cock back between your lips again.

You wince as he suffocates you with his length, oozing pre coats your tongue with each thrust. And, fuck, you can’t deny how wet you are.

He looks down when you begin slapping his thigh so you can breathe. And he pulls out, briefly, before plunging in again.

“You’re the fucking cunt.” he tells you. “Look at you, sucking your boyfriend’s brother off like a porn star. Think I’m a cunt? What does that make you?”

Your eyes widen in horror as you realise he’s toying with your very life over a throw away comment. Of course he’s a cunt, and you are too! You didn’t mean to offend him this much. But maybe this is a game, too, maybe he’s joking around.

He pulls out again, leaving you gasping as your eyes water and you suck in every breath of air you can take in case he decides to rob you of it again. His hand remains on your throat, though there’s essentially no pressure to it.

“Look pretty when you cry.” he snarls. “Thought I was gonna kill you for a sec, didn’t ya?”

You choke out a sob and nod, and he coos. He smooths his free hand over your cheek, stroking it delicately with his thumb before withdrawing it. You try to object as he lets it wander, though, his hand breaches your leggings and slips beneath your panties to feel your soaked folds.

“Thought you were gonna die ‘n you got this wet? Jesus, princess.” he laughs, spanking your pussy lightly a few times. He briefly removes his hand from your throat and guides his cock back between your lips, fucking into your mouth again at a ruthless pace. He removes his fingers from your underwear and licks them clean, moaning as he continues humping into your mouth.

The taste is better than weed, he thinks. Your sweet juices are heaven sent and he can’t get enough. He’s been rough with you, he knows, he does feel a little guilty, but not enough to stop. He’ll treat you, though. He’s close, and when he’s finished he’ll make you cum on his tongue as many times as you want. Or he wants.

He’ll even eat it from the back.

Fuck, he’s pussy drunk without even experiencing it yet.

Your mouth is incredible, and you’re taking him so well. But he knows how perfect your cunt is, how pretty you moan when you feel good. He wants it all. Needs it, in fact.

“Fuck, fuck, I’m cummin', baby!” he grunts, moaning boisterously without a care in the world. It’s like you’re his, he doesn’t care if Yuuji comes home and hears. It’s none of his little brother’s business what he does with his property.

He frees you from the grasp of his hand around your throat and slowly pulls out of your mouth. You look exhausted, and you are. It doesn’t go unnoticed despite you trying to put on an act for Sukuna. He doesn’t care, not really. He’ll let you rest but he’s nowhere near done with you. He helps you sit upright, pulling you into his arms as he cradles you on the bed.

“I won’t hurt you, you know.” he tells you, pulling your t-shirt over your head and tugging at your bottoms. “I’ll spank you and slap you and whatever else while we’re fucking.”

“O-Okay…” you respond, unsure of what he’s getting at.

“I wouldn’t kill you, I mean.” he continues, clearing his throat. “Wouldn’t be violent with ya, Yuuji’d kill me if I was.”

“Oh! That…”

“Doesn’t mean you can call me a cunt, though.” he warns you before kissing your neck and groping at your tits. Your head falls back and you run your fingers through his hair. “Better say sorry if you want daddy to eat you out.”

“F-uuuck, okay, ‘m sorry. I didn’t mean to call you a cunt.”

“Good girl.” he whispers against your ear. “Get on all fours, sweetheart. Face down ass up.”

You do as you’re told, wiggling your ass a little to encourage him to hurry. He doesn’t, though. He wants to make the most of this moment with you. He doesn’t know if it’ll happen again, or if it does, he’ll never know when. His hands grip into the flesh of your ass, spreading it until your pussy lips part.

He admires your soft, dewy flesh like it’s a painting in an art gallery.

It might be the last time he ever sees it, after all.

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norrisleclercf1 · 5 months

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UGH THEY ARE JUST SO CUTE

Can we get please get a lando and lorenzo interaction

A/n: Of course you can! Uncle La La to the rescue

"Are you sure?" Lando groans, tired of hearing that question out of Carlos's mouth. "Carlos, you'll be gone for 2 hours. Besides, Lorenzo is 16 why does he need a babysitter?" Carlos winces at that, Lo was his baby boy, always will be.

"It's because I keep sneaking out to cart." Lando jumps, as Lorenzo pops out of nowhere. "Really?" Lando was shocked, Lorenzo wasn't one to do something like that, but yet again he was still the 3-year-old who'd cry when Lando wasn't paying attention to him.

"Yeah, got in some serious trouble with Mama." Carlos goes stone face knowing you woke up to him sneaking back in at 2 in the morning. "Yes, and until then, Lando is watching you." Lando and Lorenzo share a look as Carlos grabs his keys and wallet. "Now, we'll be at your sisters recital, just behave." Carlos stresses it one last time as he leaves.

Lando waits before he turns with a smirk on his face. "I had planes you know." Lorenzo fires up the xbox and scuffs. "With who? You're hand?" Lando moves quick smacking Lorenzo against the head.

"Watch your mouth, and no." Lando grabs the 2nd controller throwing himself into the couch. "With Uncle Max and Charles. Little night out for the top 3," Lorenzo huffs and sits next to Lando.

"Let's play some Call of Duty," Lando hums.

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"I wasn't out carting." Lorenzo blurts out, Lando jumps at his voice confused on where this came from. "I was with, Ninetta." Lando has to school his face, not wanting to embarress the boy. "I know," Lorenzo taps on the pause button, a horrified look on his face.

"How?" Lando sits up and fixes his hair, trying to tell him how without scaring the poor boy. "You know Uncle Charlie has cameras at his place right?" If the earth could open up and swallow Lorenzo, he would gladly welcome it. "Oh, god." Lando stand up fast trying to comfort him.

"don't freak out, Charles isn't going to rat you out. But, he prefers if you come through the front door okay. Also, I won't tell your parents. But, it's cute, puppy love." "Ugh god!" Lorenzo groans hiding his face in pillow. "But hey, I'm the cool uncle. I won't tell."

"Uncle Lando?" Lando looks down at him smiling. "Yeah buddy?" "Don't ever, call yourself the cool uncle again."

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mothxmoons · 1 year

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hey! o was wondering if you could do resident evil 4 leon where he’s self aware and yandere for the reader bc they feel really bad for getting him hurt so often :(( they just aren’t used to the controls.

maybe the reader leaves the xbox or console or wtv on after they finished the game to let it update another game and leon didn’t want to let the reader go so he drags them into his world where they can’t get out?

Hehe yandere and thank you anon, you have given me more ideas.

You were playing the original resident 4, on the 27th anniversary of resident evil. It was very late at night when you started playing, around 3 am, playing before the new one comes out. You yawned as you stared at the clock, god you were up late. But just as you did so, Leon got bit by an arrow, making him stumble.

“Oh! Sorry, Leon!” You mumbled, concerned. For a moment you could almost swear you heard him chuckle.

You had finished the game for a while now, so you might as well get something to drink and go to sleep while you download another game.

It seemed like a certain person didn’t like that you were planning on playing another game after finishing his though. While you were getting a drink from the kitchen, the tv made a noise, making you turn to see the error in your download progress. You immediately run over to the tv to see what was going on, trying to navigate the menu with your controller. However the cursor would not move. It was stuck in the same place.

You were confused, this wasn’t normal, this shouldn’t be happening to your controller. But when you went to shut off the tv something else happened instead. The tv wouldn’t turn off, instead it opened Resident Evil 4, and showed only Leon’s face, staring, unblinking, blue turning to red eyes at the camera. At you.

“Come on, sweetheart, you can’t get rid of me that easily.” He said, his mouth curling up into a grin. “And don’t think you’ll be getting away from me that easily, either.”

You took this opportunity to throw down the controller and bolt for your room. Just as you turned the corner down the hallway, you heard the glass of the tv. It was either cracking or something but you didn’t want to be around to see. You could hear his boots land on the floor the moment you closed your bedroom door as quickly and as quietly as you could, searching for a hiding spot. Damn your room and it’s bare floor! You slowly opened the closet and shimmied to the other side as quietly as you could and closed the door once more. It still was open by a crack, but you couldn’t do much with that. You could hear him coming down the hallway, thump, thump, thump.

You heard your door creek open.

“Sweetheart, don’t be scared. I just want you is all. Forever.” His voice was close.

You heard the light switch to your room flick on. You could see his shadow move about the room, see him move about your room, hear him look under your covers and under your bed. Moving your chairs and your things around to try and find you.

You could see his shadow move over to the closet, covering the crack of light that the small opening provided. You held your breath. With bated breath you watched as he rummaged around, grabbing a piece of clothing you couldn’t make out and pulling it to him. You heard him sigh and close the closet, and you waited. Waited for his footsteps to go away. Waited for some indication he was leaving.

The door suddenly flung open to reveal Leon standing there, not giving you any time to react as he grabbed you and held you close to him.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. You’ll love it at home. My home….our home.” He corrected himself as he carried you to the tv, your thrashing and squirming did little to deter him.

And with one swift motion into the tv.

You were gone.

#asks!#resident evil x reader #leon kennedy x reader #yandere leon kennedy

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drabbles-of-writing · 1 year

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Considering Hunter probably took a pretty long while before he ever carved Waffles, there stands reason to believe that he and Luz just like. Shared custody of Stringbean. Realistically he probably shared palismen with all of his friends but Luz has little sister rights and therefore they can and would battle over her like an xbox. Every single time Hunter has flyer derby going on he snatches up Stringbean because Camila said it was his turn. This is a near-daily struggle.

Occasionally Stringbean will actively choose who she gets to hang out with that day. Neither Hunter nor Luz argue when she does this because Word Of Stringbean™ is law above all else and the winner is very smug about it.

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atarathegreat · 3 months

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Crackhead Headcanons Tokyo Revengers

ft: Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Yamagishi Kazushi, Shinichiro Sano, Wakasa Imuashi

Ran

wraps himself up in a ball with his blankets, but it's an absurd amount of blankets

if rindou isn't careful he'll end up as part of ran's blanket ball

stands with his hands on his hips because he thinks it makes him look intimidating

has bunny ears on his gaming headset, flops them around when he plays

ran definitely fights rindou over who gets to play (mom said it's my turn on the xbox!)

bro will fall asleep wherever he wants

has slept on the side of the road, leaving rindou no choice but to watch over his brother.

Rindou

sleeps under his bed often

thinks the color blue brings out his eyes (he's right)

get's good grades but pretends he doesn't

used to make ran make pillow forts with him, putting up 'no girls allowed' signs

unironically calls himself a gamer

crops people out of pictures of him and ran

bonten!rindou carries a little flask with him and takes a drink everytime sanzu talks

Sanzu

gets absolutely obsessed with anyone he even remotely likes

sleeps with little stuffies so he can be curled around something

I know this man carries around a pocket book just to confuse everyone

bonten!sanzu who uses checks to annoy everyone in the store lines

writes them out super slow just to make it a longer experience

sends riddles instead of straight forward texts to keep rindou in the dark about what's going on

Yamagishi

drinks coffee because he thinks it makes him look sophisticated

thinks he gives off Double O7 vibes when his hair is down

has sat in the Mizo Mid boys rooms waiting for them to wake up early in the morning

sneaks into adult shops with makoto just to see the magazines

timeskip!Yamagishi acts bored and out of it so that no one sees his nerdy side

timeskip!yamagishi who sleeps sitting up wherever he can

Shinichiro

thinks girls dig the mechanics jumpsuit

always has a wrench with him

is scared of women

convinced he has a car and keeps a box of wires in the trunk

hordes pieces of wood and wires and metals

flirts with older women

once brought home an older woman who left him for his granddad

Wakasa

has a box of sweets that he eats on all day

uses the dango stick in his mouth to poke people randomly

has fishing poles all around his home

joins fishing tournaments for fun, he won once and hung the plaque in his living room

acts like a bored dad when anyone is around him, especially when benkei goes fishing with him

drinks beer like its water

watches reality tv show and gets invested

#anime #manga #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #tokyo revengers headcanons #wakasa imaushi #shinichiro sano #kazushi yamagishi #haruchiyo sanzu #ran hiatani #rindou haitani

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itsthestutterforme · 8 months

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Love to Break You (Rafe Cameron Drabble)

Prompt Credit @mostlyheinous : “I’ll have so much fun breaking you.” “Eyes on me,”

Notes: GIF is not mine, all mistakes are my own, this is not a beta’d read, sexual themes (oral sex, fingering, p in v penetration, mirror sex), MINORS DNI, use of pet names

“Oh come on, Y/N. It’s the party of the year. What else do you have planned on a Friday night?” Your friend, Sapphire jested. “It’s Rafe’s party. I’m not going.” “That literally doesn’t matter. You probably won’t even see him.” You huffed, handing back her blunt and standing from the sand of the beach. “What’s your problem with him anyway?” She called after you, putting out the blunt in the ashtray and stuffing it into a plastic bag as she scrambled to pack her stuff up.

You were only a few blocks from Pope’s house. You’ll probably spend the rest of the night playing Resident Evil, not going out to some stupid party. You waited until she caught up to answer, “Him and his friends are always dicks to my cousin, Pope. The Kook and Pogue rivalry is so stupid.“So what?” “If you even need to ask that, you’re a lost cause.”

“Okay look, Pope and his friends are Pogues. Rafe and his friends are Kooks. They’re always going to have a rivalry. Don’t let that get in the way of you having fun.”

“If that’s your way of making me feel better, you suck at it.” “I’m just saying, loyalty to your cousin is what’s going to turn you into a Pogue like them. And believe me, that’s the last thing you need.” “I’m already a Pogue, what are you talking about?” “Barely, you have a full time job and save up for things. Which is more than I can say for Pope and his friends.”

“Watch it,” you warn. “You walk around here like you have a stick permanently lodged up your ass. Go to the party. Get laid, smoke some weed, drink some beer. Live a little! Damn.” She lectured. “Or don’t. I’m not your fucking parent.” She bumped your shoulder and she walked passed you to cross the street.

“Bitch,” you heard her say from across the street. “Fuck you,” you shouted and she flipped her middle finger up at you. You sincerely debated chasing after her and drop kicking her but that would probably land you in a jail cell. Someone’s sharp whistle caught your attention. Your head whipped over to see Rafe on his dirt bike. “Isn’t that the fifth friend you told to fuck off? Not the most social person, are ya?”

“How about you do me a favor and do the same, huh?” You continued to walk down the block when you heard an engine rev and a blur of tires made it’s way into your vision. You stumbled into the front of bike and saw a smirk make its way onto his face. “You coming to my party tonight?” “What point of fuck off do you not understand?” “I’ll go once you answer my question,” “I’d rather jump into a pool of shattered glass,”

You pressed the kill switch on his bike and side stepped around him when he let go of his bike fast enough to trip you. You reached out for the fence to stabilize you before sending a glare over your shoulder. “You know, I would leave you alone but you’re so fun to piss off… And it’s kinda hot.”

He picked up his bike and sent you a kiss before switching the bike on and peeling off the curb. You fucking hated that guy.

You were zoning out while you waited for the Xbox to sign in when you heard a faint freak of your bedroom door opening. You looked up to see JJ clearing his throat. “Shit, I didn’t know you would be in here.” You waited a moment before saying, “Well it is my room.” “Right, well uh- we’re heard to Rafe’s party later if you want to come.” He offers, adjusting the white cap he was wearing.

“Is everyone going to that stupid party? Why are you guys going?” “To stir up some trouble,” he says with a mischievous smirk. “Just sayin’. I know fighting is kind of your thing. And there’s definitely going to be a fight or two there.” “You don’t say?” He hums in agreement. “Where there’s Pogues and Kooks, there’s always gonna be a fight.” He answers with a shrug.

Pope comes into the doorway and scratches the back of his neck. “Why do I feel like you guys want to ask me something?” You set down the controller and lean back on your hands while you wait for a response. JJ’s gaze fell to your breasts that we’re spilling out of the racer back crop top you were wearing.

Pope noticed his friends gaze and elbowed him in his ribs. “Ow! What the fuck man,” JJ whined. “Stop checking her out,” “What? She’s hot, dude. I’m sorry.” They conversed like you weren’t within earshot of them. “What do you want?” You asked. “We were wondering if you can give us a ride to the party,” Pope suggests.

Sapphire’s words rattled around your head. “Get laid, smoke some weed, drink some beer. “Fine,” you said, clapping your hands on your thighs before standing. “When’s the party?”

“We leave at midnight and not a minute later,” you tell the group of teens like you weren’t only two years older than them. “Wait you’re coming inside?” JJ asked. “Yeah, why not?” “Sick,” he fist pumps, earning an eye roll from Kiara. You took the keys from the ignition and tucked it into your pocket along with your phone.

You wore a simple black sun dress with roses on it and sandals. Your curly, short hair was still damp from the shower you just took. As soon as you set foot on the gravel driveway, you smell firewood and booze. JJ got you a drink as you sat by the fire pit and John B passed you a J.

You were beginning to enjoy yourself and little did you know Rafe’s eyes were on you the entire time. He was half listening to girl next to him and peered at you over the edge of his solo cup whenever he took a sip. His jaw clenched when you laughed at something JJ said and JJ leaned a little closer to brush shoulders with you.

He let it go on for about thirty minutes before he lost his patience. He waited until you left to go where he assumed was the bathroom. Rafe gave a look to Topper who immediately knew where he was going with this. “Time to take out the trash, boys.” Rafe starts as he stands from his chair and shakes off the girl on his arm, Kelce and Topper followed.

“Hey Sarah, what are you doing these days?” Topper asks, leaning over the chair behind her. “Getting over you, Top.” John B answered for Sarah. “Looks like JJ’s gotta pant busting crush on Y/N, Rafe. Isn’t she your girl?” Kelce jests. “No the fuck she isn’t.” JJ stood from his chair and got in Kelce’s face. “You need to leave her out of this,” Pope suggests.

“Or what, Pogue? You’re gonna hit me? You don’t have to balls.” Rafe smiled when he saw you cross the cobblestone patio to where the confrontation was happening. “He isn’t, but she is.” John B starts, and you decked Kelce in the face from the side. You sent him stumbling backwards where he tripped over a chair.

“Hell yeah!” JJ exclaims and Rafe punched him in the stomach while Topper shoved John B to the ground. “The fuck is going on here?” You start. Rafe wasted no time picking you up while Kelce called other guys to jump into the fight with the Pogues. “Y/N!” Pope yelled after you while you dangled from Rafe’s shoulder.

“Let me go! What the hell is wrong with you!” You shouted to Rafe and he chuckled as he completely ignored you. He tightened his grip on your legs the more you tried to break free. He finally opened a room and set you on the bed gentler than you anticipated.

“Have you lost your mind?” He took off his hat and ran a hand through his hair, his eyes never leaving yours. “I’m leaving,” you stood from the bed and he pushed you back onto it. “Don’t touch me,” you stood up and stepped up to him, not caring if you needed to look directly upwards to look into his eyes.

“Touch me again and I’ll make an example of you like I did your friend.” He audibly laughs and took a step closer to you. His warm chest pressed against yours but you didn’t dare to step down. “God, you’re fiesty. I love it. I’ll have so much fun breaking you.” “You’re not breaking anything,”

“Tell you what, let’s make a deal. We’ll wrestle for it. I win, you have to stay the night with me. You win-“ “I win, you and your friends leave me and my family the hell alone.” You interrupted, shoving your chest against his. Your heart skipped a beat when you saw his gaze darken and noticed that he didn’t move an inch when you attempted to shove him.

“Deal,” he starts. “Deal,” the next second, you moved to punch him but he grabbed your wrist. You used the other hand and he did the same thing. “Come on, Y/N. I thought it was going to be harder than this.” He taunts. “Fuck you!” You twisted your wrist outward and broke free of his grip. Sending a drop kick to his abdomen, he stumbled a bit and you tried to make a break for the door but he beat you to it.

He wrapped an arm around your waist and sent you clear across the room onto the bed. He was on you in a second and pinned your wrists above you with one hand, placing his free hand on your inner thigh. You cursed yourself at the goosebumps trailing up your body and made it’s way up to your hardened nipples. “You done?”

“I’m not fucking you,” he laughed in your face and pulled away from you. “I didn’t expect you,” “Who are you lying to?” “I’ll end the party and we can watch a movie after. How does that sound?” You eyed him skeptically but he continued to call someone. “Shut the party down,” “What? It’s only ten o’clock?” You heard the voice doubted over the phone. “Does it sound like I give a shit? Get it done.” He hung up.

“How are people even friends with you? You’re a dick.” “You can pick the movie,” he turns on the TV and hands you the remote. He kicks off his shoes and jumps on the bed as a deep sigh leaves his lips. “Is this normal for you? Kidnapping girls that want nothing to do with you?”

“Come on. Who’s the one lying now? I see the way you look at me. I saw the way your body reacted when I touched you. It’s just a matter of time.” “Yeah, well don’t hold your breath.”

It’s been hours since the party ended. It’s close to 1 a.m. now and you’re not even close to being tired. You had clicked on the Choose For Me feature on Netflix which put on Sabrina the Teenage Witch. Rafe eventually drifted off the sleep after he took off his shirt.

You couldn’t help yourself to looking at the toned muscle from the ripples of his traps all the way down to his back dimples. You made the decision to leave before you ended up making a mistake. Only managing to set one foot on the floor, Rafe grumbled, “Don’t even think about it,”

The grittiness of his voice sent a throb down below. “Jesus,” “Huh? What’s wrong? You okay?” He lifted his head from the pillow and you rocked your leg back and forth as you crossed your arms. “I’m fine,” you dismiss. “Do you need a change of clothes?” “Oh my God, Rafe. Just forget it.” He sits up and his gaze fell exactly where you didn’t want him to see.

“Ah, I see what’s going on here.” “No, you don’t.” Chills rolled down your spine in contrast to the throbbing between your legs. “No?” He brushed a hand over your breast, feeling the hardened nipple. You let out a gasp and crossed your arms over your boobs. “You’re stubborn. I’ll give you that.”

He laid on his back and manspread his legs as he fixed his hair. “So what do you wanna do?” “I wanna go home,” “Fine, your keys are on the counter downstairs.” He tucks his arms behind his arms, flexing his chest muscles and you nearly lost it. “Okay,” you turned to stand from the bed only to be pulled back down.

By the time you processed what was going on, his hand gripped the back of your neck and he slammed his lips on yours. He devours your lips with his, occasionally nipping at your bottom lip as he demanded access. You loosely held his face as he rolled you on your back and slowly settled between your legs.

“I can make you feel so good, baby.” He says once he pulls away from your lips and descended to your neck. He pulls your dress up and cupped your cunt through your lace panties. He rubs circles on your clit, smirking when you arch your back into him. “But.. I need you to say it.” He pulls away from you entirely and hovered over you, occasionally glancing down at your lips.

“Say what?” he brushed his nose against your jawline, his breath fanning into your neck. “You know what I want,” he whispers. “I..” “You?..” you hated that he was getting off on this. “I want you.. to do something before I find someone else to do it for me.” You snapped.

“You just had to ruin it,” he says with a chuckle. “You know what?” He didn’t give you a chance to respond before tearing your panties down the middle and gathering your juices with his fingers.

He sank a finger in, prodding at a sensitive spot on your back wall. Your mouth fell open when your walls expanded around another finger. A gasp left you, your hips rolling to match his quick thrusts. “Yeah you like that?” He spurs on, loving the wet sounds your cunt made as it took his fingers in.

He pushes you further up on the bed before laying down until he was level with your cunt. The mirror set right in front of the bed made it that much messier. He sent an experimental lick to your clit. Your head dropped back to the bed and he shoves his fingers deeper inside of you. “Eyes on me,” he commands and you brought your attention back to him.

Looking at the mirror, you watched as he spread your folds to expose the nerve. He circled your clit with the tip of his tongue and sucked harshly until he felt your legs tighten. A lewd moan escaped you as you frantically grab at the sheets. His soft licks compared to his hard thrusts on his fingers sent you over the edge quicker than you anticipated.

Tears built up from the overstimulation, your legs closed around his head and he grumbled in annoyance. Wrapping his arms around your hips, he pressed your legs apart with both hands and pierced your walls with his tongue. A wail left your lips and tears stained your cheeks. “Oh don’t cry now, sweetheart. You wanted this, remember?”

You couldn’t form a coherent thought to make a smart remark. Everything he was doing felt so good. With a few quick, strong licks to your cunt your body started to twitch from another impending orgasm. When it inevitably came, you shouted and begged him to give you a break.

“Please! I can’t take it. It’s too much,” he hovers over you again and took your entire chin into his hand. “Awe, it’s too much? You think that bitch, JJ, can’t make you feel like this. Huh? Use your words, bunny.” He fingers you again with his free hand and rubs hard circles on your clit with his thumb.

He laughs when you tried to push his hand away. “What happened to all that attitude, bunny? Did I suck it out of you?” You screamed when he pinched your sensitive clit. His eyes widened in surprise and clapped a hand over your mouth. “Shhh. Don’t want the neighbors to think I’m killing you in here. I’ll give you a break.”

He slowly removed his fingers from you and licked your puffy folds teasingly, earning a whine from you. “I hate you.” You croak, your entire body felt like jelly and your eyes started to close. “You’re really going to hate me when I fuck you to sleep,” you let out a squeal when he stood from the bed, flipped you on your stomach and dragged you towards the edge of the bed.

Your lips parted in agony when your sore stomach muscles tighten as you tried to sit from bed. You looked at yourself in the mirror to see your disheveled state. Sun rays beamed through the sheer curtains, alerting you that you’ve overstayed your welcome. Purple and blue bruises littering your chest, neck and stomach. Your torn dress and panties on the floor. Rafe was sound asleep, his face in your direction as he laid on his stomach with one leg hiked up.

The sheets just covered the curve on his ass but not the skin your nails laid claim to. He was peaceful as can be, like he didn’t slut you out for two hours straight. You’ve never cried so much in one night.

You tried your best to slide off the bed with minimal noise, but of course he was a light sleeper. “Where do you think you’re going?” “The deal was stay the night. It’s clearly morning.” “Is that attitude I hear, bunny?” You took your bottom lip in between your teeth and chose to be silent.

“Just so we’re clear, you’re mine. If you try to date anyone else, and I’ll kill ‘em point blank. Each and everyone. I’m all you’re gonna need. I’ll take care of you from here on out, understand?” Your mouth fell open at the hot, psychotic man in front of you.

He put his boxers back on and lifted your mouth closed. Giving you a quick peck, he adds, “Close your mouth, bunny. You’ll let the flies in. Now what do want for breakfast?”

#black!reader #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x black!reader #outterbanks #jj maybank #john b routledge

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drgarrisonandpaul · 7 months

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The Quincys Around Kids

Again, SUPER open to criticism, discussion, and additions. I love talking to people <3

Quilge: He hates them and he doesn't want to be around them, but he's not aggressive. Just stiff and uncomfortable. Like, maybe they bumble around and show him their toys and he just goes "Ohhhh, wow that's... that's greaaattttt." Honestly, he prefers teens. They can just mutually ignore each other.

Askin: Doesn't hate them, but also doesn't exactly "like" them. They're messy and loud and gross. He'll be a nice wine uncle though, bring them little gifts that their parents disapprove of like fake tattoos and clip-on piercings.

Mask De Masculine: He's the best possible Quincy you could ever leave your kid with. Mask can be gentle but he can just as easily be rough, depending on the kid. Wanna wrestle? Why not. He'll wrestle a three-year-old, but he'll have also have enough restraint to get on their level. Timid kid that just wants to draw? Heck yeah! He'll sit down at your Dora table and draw all day! Though... he might break the matching Dora chairs-

Nanana: Also a pretty chill dude to leave your kid with. He's probably going to sit back and just chill and play video games or board games with them. One of my headcanons is that he's a mathematician at heart because it just sounds awesome paired with his "Morphine Pattern" Grids. He'd be more than happy to help with math homework, whether it be addition, time, or (his favorite) graphing.

Uryu: He's awkward around kids. Like, he likes them, and he has a way with them. However, something about him just DRAWS kids towards him. Kids love this poor man, happy to play and draw and hang out with him, and he just stands there and lets them drag him away like "Uhhhh, okayyyy, where are we goinggg???" and then he's stuck playing barbies for three hours (he loves it)

Giselle: ... ... no.

Gremmy: He's being nice, but also the kids are terrified of him. If he finds a child that ISN'T afraid of him, they'll probably grab a huge box and play rocketship. Gremmy feels like a rocketship-player.

Äs Nödt: Horrendous with children. He's tried being timid, and proceeds to get walked on. He's tried being more intense, and proceeds to scare them. He can't really find a balance in interacting with kids so he simply... doesn't.

Jugram: Please don't leave your child with this man, he will show them around the Silbern and there are things in the Silbern that children should NOT be seeing. Like war things and his collection of knives (he's totally a knife collector)

Ryūken: We see how he is with Uryu. This man cares for almost nothing, he's dull and cold and doesn't really connect emotionally with ANYTHING

Bazz-B: One would think that because of his aggression and punk guy attitude that Bazz isn't good with kids, and they'd be wrong. He's awesome with kids. He'll take them on his motorcycle (he totally has a motorcycle and does donuts in Hueco Mundo), he'll get them some ice cream, and he'll buy them some Pokémon cards. They'll probably play Xbox all day, even if the kid can't figure out the controls

Bambietta: Might scare the kid even if she doesn't mean it, she's pretty intense and explosive, but with a kid that can match her energy? I can see her taking them outside and blowing things up with them, either literally or with little soldier toys, making mouth noises for the explosions

Yhwach: I mean... you COULD leave your child with this man. You shouldn't, but you COULD. Sure, they'd be alive and well and probably happy at the end of the day, since I can definitely see him being calm and level-headed and sweet with a child. But the kid might also have a new little baby Sternritter uniform

Robert Accutrone: He doesn't talk to the kid, since he doesn't know what to really say, however, he does make them pancakes and turn on Bluey or Steven Universe for them. Have a lazy day

#quilge opie #mask de masculine #nanana najahkoop #uryu ishida #giselle gewelle #gremmy thoumeaux #as nodt #jugram haschwalth #ryuken ishida #bazz b #bambietta basterbine #yhwach #robert accutrone #bleach headcanons #bleach #bleach anime #bleach tybw #quincy #quincy headcanons

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soulsnatcher0xx · 5 months

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Yandere X Reader

You never thought you would end up in this situation growing up, you always have big dream for yourself. You hated how things are now, all because you wanted to be kind to the lonely boy you meet at school.

7 years ago, back when you were still 17 and in high school, you meet a band boy who people never wanted to be friend with or avoid because he was weird and not good looking. But to you, he was just like any another boy.

You are walking down the hallway, and it was desolate because everyone left because school was over but only a few stays behind for practice for sport but majority of people who stay behind was outside and it was a nice sunny day after all. You have just come back from your cheerleading practice when you are walking though the hallways, and you hear something familiar. You tip toe quietly to the room and open the door, there you saw Ryan who was still playing his clarinet, he was unaware that you were there. You surprise him when he felt your boobs pressing against his back. Shock by your action his cheeks redden, never have he felt a girl up close, let alone touch one. you peer down at his face, but he just looks away from you, embarrassed. but neither lest you were happy to see him since he was your friend after all and the person who was so nice to you even when you felt like no one was on your side. But to him on the other hand he thought you were annoying at first, always talking to him and bugging him but then he starts falling for you. He was starting to get used to being around you. The next thing he know he was falling in love with you. it started out with a simply crush to a full blow out, fall in love moment and he thought it will go away soon enough but months go by, and he still blush whenever he was near you.

You wave your hand in front of his face to get him out of his train of thoughts. you ask him what he was going to be doing tonight and his answer was the same old. Nothing as usual, you look at him for a bit before taking his hand into yours.

"I'm not going to be doing anything so do you want to come to my place and play video games together?

Ryan ask this time without blushing, his much larger hand squeezing yours. You give him a smile and exchange address.

You ring the doorbell to his home and excepted to greet his parents but they are nowhere in sight. until he step aside for you to come in and said

"My parents went on a vacation and won't be returning until weeks later"

Ryan disappear inside his room and when you stand in front of the door a little too long, he poke his head out and urge you to come inside his room. For a while you guys play game on his Xbox but things turn awkward when he grab you by the arm and push you on his bed. His face expression was unreadable on his face, you try to get up and talk to him but he just pin you down and for the first time you notice just how strong he was built. He was not like your normal high school nerd, he actually got muscle packing, hidden by his t shirt. You wanted to say something but he beat you to it.

"Do you know how long i waited to do those nasty stuff to you? The way you are always teasing me?

Y/N stare at him, too lost and confuse in what is going on? How did this situation come to be? She was so lost in thought that she didn't realize the hand coming to grips the collar of her shirt and start tearing them off. She starts screaming but he didn't care nor did he attempt to cover her mouth, he know that his room was soundproof so she can scream all she wants, its not like no one is going to save her.

All of a sudden, he stopped and lay down next to her and started laughing at her while she look up at the celling still confuse by what is happening.

"I'm just kidding y/n"

Ryan said as he put his arms around her and closes his eyes but to y/n she didn't take that as a joke, and she hurried pull his arm away from her and get out of bed and left him.

Days have passes and she didn't want to return to school anymore and months later she finally transfer to another school, and she never saw Ryan again after that. A few years have pass and now she was a grown women who live alone at home by herself and so far, life was going good. But then one night when she was coming home from her long hours at work.

She opens her door and flip the light switch on but the light was not turning on. She took a min on the switch before finally giving up and taking off her shoe unaware of the figure who was sitting on her bed. She went to the kitchen and flip the light switch on but it didn't work either, so she went to her room to try the switch but none of them work. Y/n look down on her phone to turn on the flashlight but the moment the flashlight turns on, she regrets it because the figure siting on the bed lunch forward toward, knocking her onto the ground and her phone drop under the bed. The unknown person crawl on top of her and begin strangling her. Y/n fight but no matter how hard she digs into his wrist the hands around her throat just become tighter and just when she was about to pass out, she heard.

"Approximately it should take 10 minutes for a person to pass out from a lack of oxygen.

Then everything faded into darkess.

A honorable doctor walk into his office and began striping, his tone body and abs flawless. He look at himself in the mirror and he can see a big smirk on his face. He can't wait to get home.

TO BE CONTINUE

#yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere #writers #yandere x classmate

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judesluvr · 1 year

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like you'd be standing there cooking and he'd come up behind you, get you all worked up then he'd walk off to go on his xbox or smth and ur just there like 🤨🤨 wtf is wrong with u so u get ur own back and tease him

literally you'd be clutching the sides of the counter-top so tightly, back arched as jude's fingers would curl deeper inside of you. and my god it felt so intense, his teeth sinking into the curve of your shoulder as he'd be stroking that sweet spot inside of you with such force you felt like your knees were going to give way any second now. each thrust of his hand had his palm burning against your clit, the feeling being too much to handle as you'd snake a hand behind you in an attempt to bring him closer to you.

but as soon as it at all started it'd finish, jude's hands leaving you as he turned on his heels laughing to himself. and you'd be so dumbfounded, so annoyed, at the way he'd gotten you all worked up and so close to actually finishing only to leave you teetering on the edge of your orgasm. your vision would focus again, breathing rate back to normal as you'd listen to the sound of his video game drifting through the house; the feeling of pure frustration settling in your stomach, the idea of cumming long gone as you'd go back to trying to concentrate on the food preparation in front of you.

but you simple couldn't - knowing that he got you so worked up just to stop and walk away caused you more irritation that you'd ever thought. so you'd leave whatever you were doing, sauntering into the sitting room where he'd be strewn over the sofa, his face knitted with concentration. if he hadn't annoyed you so badly you would have cooed and thought he looked fit all engrossed in his video games; but he had, so it was now your turn to have some fun.

he wouldn't even clock what you were doing until you were on your knees in front of him, palms grasping his knees as you'd pull them apart just the right width to slot yourself between. then his eyes would light up, a small smirk spreading across his mouth as your fingers would trail against his thigh, scratching the skin ever-so gently. just enough to get him worked up; and it did, his bottom lip between his teeth as he sucked the air harshly, almost letting out a whine as your hands would venture further towards his crotch. and you could tell he'd been worked-up for most of the day, his reactions blatantly obvious as he let the controller sit loose on the sofa beside him. you could still hear the small chatter of the game behind you as you'd lean forward, tongue tracing the outline of his growing bulge through the material of his shorts. the ache in his cock wouldn't dull, his hands ready to lace between your hair as you'd rock back on your heels, sitting away from him suddenly with a look of triumph on your face, "how awful is it to be teased jude?"

and he wouldn't know what you were on about, or why you were asking odd questions just as you were going to put your pretty mouth to good use. then it would click, a quick glance to his fingers as he'd fully catch on to what you were trying to get at. jude had always loved teasing you, often seeing how far he could take it, but he knew maybe this time he'd taken it a little bit too far - especially when he knew you'd been on edge for days whilst he'd been away. so he'd sit forward, thumb following the curve of your cheek before tugging at your bottom lip, "i'll make it up to you sweetheart."

#20-th-centurygirl ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚#judesluvr ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚#jude bellingham drabble #jude bellingham smut

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yanderes-galore · 8 months

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Request a scenario where romantic yandere master chief somehow ends up in our world and finally meets the reader.

I can try! This is a continuation of the fic with the same name. I hope I didn't make it too short since I was struggling how to make it... realistic? (I have to have a certain amount of realism in my fics even if I'm bending rules, lol.)

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Yandere! Self-Aware! Master Chief Scenario Part 2

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Invasion of privacy, Size difference between John and darling, Dubious companionship/relationship, I tried making it yandere but it may have been butchered, Manipulation, Stalking mention, Tamer compared to my usual stuff.

Halo had been one of your special interests for awhile. Be it for years or only a couple months, you've enjoyed the series. Even to the point of buying the books and playing all the campaigns.

You have fun putting together the lore and looking for collectibles. You like to play with friends despite the toxic online community. It's one of your favorite past times.

Unfortunately, your MCC disc had been acting funny lately. Whenever you tried to play inputs didn't register at times. The screen often glitched and sometimes the game was unplayable. As a result you've been spending less time on the game.

Even if you wanted to play it through yet again... it felt so invigorating to play as a super soldier fighting a space war against all sorts of foes.

To satiate your growing Halo urge you take a book you bought from your shelf and begin to read on your bed. The room is quiet, your xbox softly playing music while you immerse yourself in your story. You smile as you read through to lengthy story...

Then your Xbox begins to glitch.

A groan leaves your lips when you realize the issue may not be your disc. The idea of your hardware failing you worries you and you begin to get up to turn it off. However, you end up stumbling back when a loud popping noise occurs... a blinding light from your TV blinding you.

In response you turn around and bury your face into a pillow. You try to calm your worry as a ringing greets your ears. You have no idea what to do... you freeze and hope something changes enough to allow you to do something.

Then there's silence.

You pause, standing up slowly to turn around. Only to do a double take as something strange graces your vision. Your breathing stops momentarily as you take in your surroundings.

Once your vision clears you see a hulking figure in front of you. They're wearing armor similar to the Halo game you love and adore. In fact... they almost exactly resembled Master Chief himself.

You find yourself unable to move. You're overcome with fear and confusion as the hulking soldier stares down at you. You begin to wonder if the silence will ever end before the soldier looks over to the book you long discarded.

You flinch when he reaches over and picks up the books. You see him read through it, his visor concealing any thoughts or emotions. You don't think you want to draw attention to yourself....

Meanwhile John is just starting to learn more about you, his player. The book you were reading caught his attention. Inside were stories of his own missions and events... even his origins.

It surprises him that you know so much about him... yet he knows so little about you.

John's attention is only torn from the book when he notices you try to slip past him. A tightness in his chest urges him to act, quickly dropping the book and cutting you off. He sees how quickly you squeak before backing off... almost feeling bad.

"Where am I?" A simple question, he knows it's your world but he isn't quite sure where this is.

"Earth? My home? Who even are you!" You cry, John only responding with silence as he looks around the room. It's exactly as he saw it looking like.... His gaze then transitions back to you. He's never really been one for words.

Looking at how small you are compared to him, John can't help the fondness bubbling in him. It's just like all civilians compared to him yet he still feels a strong connection between you. Even though any sort of sexual desire is driven out of him due to the concoction of drugs he was fed when he was young... he still felt an urge to keep you close.

"There's no way you're actually Master Chief. He's a fictional character, that's impossible. You have to be some sort of alien or deity taking the form of something I enjoy to send me a message or something. I have to be rational...." John hears you mumbling to yourself. You're overcome with fearful worry and John wants to help you through it. He doesn't understand what you mean.

"What are you talking about?" He asks, only for you to shoot your head up from your hands.

"Me!? Oh, pardon me if this isn't a rare occurrence! I'm saying you're not supposed to be real! Yet here you are in front of me...." You panic, cautiously reaching out to touch his armor. John takes the chance to reach for your hand, holding it in his gloved one. As a result you freeze... silence overtaking both of you.

"I'm real."

"I'm crazy...."

"No you aren't."

"How...?"

"I'm not sure."

"...."

"Let's talk."

"Do I even have much of a choice?"

It's then the large soldier sits on your bed, nearly flinging you off due to the weight of the armor. You two then begin to discuss your situation and experiences. John is careful not to reveal too much on his desires but does mention that you two are connected somehow.

He can see as you talk you struggle to put things together but begin to accept certain things as fact. The fact he's here right now is shocking enough, at this point you'd accept anything as fact. Including him saying you two are bonded in a way.

Your fear is still deep in you but most of it ebbs away, curiosity and even a sense of respect taking its place. You're essentially meeting your long time hero. A video game character in the flesh.

The feeling is similar for John. He respects you for being his player and showing such interest in him. He's curious about how you know so much about him. In fact, he promises to answer questions you ask about him if he can ask about you.

Soon he plans to erase all fear you have for him.

If anything he'll protect you, not harm you.

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Hiding a super soldier in your house is a difficult task. Even though you're still trying to get over the fact Master Chief is in your home, you still promised to hide him. If anything maybe he'll find out a way to return to his world.

Meanwhile you did your best to accomadate for him. You let him borrow exercise equipment and keep in shape outside when it was night. You even tried talking to him when you could, although he didn't answer much.

You weren't sure if you should feel safe, lucky, or terrified? It really does feel like the equivalent of hiding an alien from the government. In fact daily life became strange.

It's not like you could just disguise him. He's in literal power armor. You doubt you could even convince him to take it off?

The good thing you guess you could say is John likes to talk to you. He likes hearing about you and your past. If anything he's about as interested in you as you are him.

In fact you began picking up some sort of fondness towards you. He often expresses concern when you leave the house and doesn't appear to like those around you. Plus, you've caught him reaching out to put a gloved hand on your skin or offering to hold you for comfort.

At first it put you off. Any attempt to be closer to you was met by your shifting away, which upset John at times. Although... with time... you accepted it.

In a way he brought you a new sense of comfort. You began to believe the insanity of the situation and decided to make the best of it. You offered him to help him get back, the response you got was silence but you assume he appreciated it?

Not quite.

John didn't quite like the idea of going back to a fake and chaotic world. Even if he was supposed to hide he liked being around you. He liked holding you... he liked feeling like he could protect you.

He belongs in his world, but he can't go back to just watching you. He likes being a genuine part of your life while you gush about your adoration for his missions. It makes him feel... nice.

Even if you found a way to bring him back, he probably wouldn't accept it. He wants you to continue to adore him. Maybe even fall for him like he has you... just him and his player whom he swears to protect.

He'd give up everything if it meant he kept you in his lap. He'd do anything you order if it meant he served you. His old purpose is obsolete now.

Now... John dedicates himself to you.

If you or anyone tried to change that he won't allow it...

He'd sacrifice it all for you... no matter the amount of blood or pain, just so he can stay with his player.

#yandere halo #yandere master chief #yandere john 117

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jockfootstories · 1 year

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Laying on the floor, propped up on your elbows, you’re in your friend, Jordan’s, room with your other friends Chris and Jeremy. The three of them are spread out all over the room, Chris and Jeremy playing xbox and Jordan sitting in a chair in the corner. You watch from the corner of your eye as Jordan slips off his Vans, now bare footed. You can smell the faint odor of his feet. He begin’s talking to you about the upcoming xbox series x. He get’s up and takes a few steps over to you. He stands right by your head as you peer up at him, you feeling incredibly small. Chris chimes in on the conversation as Jordan looks over at him. You glance your eyes over at them for a moment then look back up at Jordan. He’s still looking at them but after Chris goes back to the game, he shifts his eyes back down at you. Without hesitation, he lifts one bare foot up, places it on your forehead, and nonchalantly pushes your face down to the floor. You just go with it and as the back of your head touches the floor, he cushions his foot onto your face. You take a semi-deep breathe in and slowly push his foot off. He lifts his other foot up, you can see him slightly grinning, and put’s it back on your face. He starts wiggling his toes some and quietly hear him sarcastically ask,”Like the smell?” Going with this back and forth game, you take a few big whiffs, and gradually push the foot off. Jordan stops briefly and looks at the tv. You do as well, hoping they aren’t watching. You glance back up at your friend and Jordon shifts his glaze from the tv and back down at you. Again grinning, he casually lifts one barefoot up and covers your nose with his toes. He flexes and rubs them more persistently against it. He’s smiling and mouth’s down at you,”Sniff them.” You deeply smell his toe odor as he mockingly rubs them on your face. He shifts his foot some, now covering your whole face in a conquering gesture. You lay there, breathing his foot odor, hoping your friends don’t turn around and see you submitted by him.

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h3apm3ch4n151m · 1 year

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꧁𝔸 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕟 𝕆𝕔𝕥𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥꧂

Feeling goofy might start going insane and might make a Savanaclaw version Characters: Azul Ashengrotto, Floyd Leech, Jade Leech. ~Crack fic~ Warnings: Jade and Floyd, You messing with Azul the most You make a documentary

You hold your phone horizontally as your camera rolls. You're kneeling under the table of Mostro Lounge as you point the camera at 3 people. Smiling wryly, you start whispering to your small mini mic.

"We see 3 creatures in their natural habitat, speaking very formally as the other two listen intently at their comrade." You zoom in on the camera just enough for the three subject's faces to fit, limiting only to their face and shoulder.

Then you zoom in on the wavy-haired person's face until the video becomes pixelated. You were pretty far from the three subjects, but close enough to hear what the three of them are talking about.

"Just act normal. Ignore them. Ignore them." He tried his best to continue the topic they were tackling as his eyes are closed shut from trying to remind himself you weren't in the room.

The two bigger men just smiled at the smaller one, at first glance they may seem like they were politely telling a joke. But if you look closely, the smile is in a teasing manner. You zoomed out the video and now their whole body is being showed

"Let's dive in as a day of an Octavinelle student." You whisper and end the recording and press stop. Moving forward and standing up, you forgot you were under a table and hit your head.

"OW" The table and the top of your head collide, creating a loud noise. You rub your head as tears slowly prick the side of your eyes. "Well dang that hurts!" Your mouth pouts and your eyes close as your shoulders relax.

"Mhf...Pfft..." "Don't. DON'T HU... HUMOR THEM...!" "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" As the three try their hardest not to fold in half, you take your leave.

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Your camera moves from left to right as you try to capture the subject. "This is called a Floyd." "The Floyd is playing an activity called "basketball", its athletic ability is amazing as it skillfully dodges and dribbles the ba-"

"PERFECT WATCH OU-" You see a ball rapidly going towards you, you put your mic in your mouth and moved your phone without stopping the recording to try and dodge but it was too late as the ball hits your arm. The impact was strong, and it made your whole body move back.

But your mouth opened, and the mini mic went inside your mouth. *cough cough* *wheeze* *cough* "SO-*cough*-MEONE HELP M-

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"This next creature is called a Jade. It is identical to the Floyd."

"It is currently tending to its familiar, mushrooms."

"It is staring at the mushrooms like how you would stare at your newly bought Xbox."

"It is also... eating it."

"It is now holding the mushrooms and approaching my direc- What???"

"Wait, WAIT JADE STOP, STOP THIS I DON'T HAVE THE MENTAL STABILITY TO EAT A DISGUSTING THI-"

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"I... We are currently looking at the creature who is named Azul."

"It is now focusing on a game called "Chess" with a very focused and stone-hard face." You zoom into Azul's face.

"We are now watching how the Azul slowly thinks it's way to move in the game."

"It is frozen in place."

"It is going to make a move any moment now."

"It has made a move, eating the opponent's pawn using another pawn."

It's been minutes and the game is over. As Idia is confused about why you were next to Azul, filming him quietly and staring intently while making comments with an interrogator voice.

"The Azul leaves it's the seat and exits the room" You follow him.

"The Azul is slowly quickening its pace as it feels it being followed."

"The... The Azul is now running!" You say in between your panting.

You follow him as you zoom in and out of the back of his head. You get past both the twins, and then they follow the both of you chasing Azul. Until Azul trips and falls on all fours.

You and the leech twins stop. Azul quietly stands up and pauses, not turning around. You were chasing after Azul, with a camera on. And it recorded how he fell.

How he fell.

Azul turns around with a wide-eyed expression and a thin mouth. You were holding up your phone while your hair created a shadow over your eyes, hiding your expression.

"..."

"Caught in 4K." *smirk*

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Azul sighs as he looks at your phone while the twins are behind him. "I'm so happy that you willingly wanted to watch the documentary" You smile.

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That mental image of Jamil carrying you by your feet and Ace carrying you by your arms is folding me in half I'm laughing at my own joke help mw 😭😭😭😭 @strawberrymilk-sunshine I'm drawing all the funny scenes when I can

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leahkenobi · 1 year

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gamer

frank castle x fem!reader

word count: 500+

summary: just a little hc about frankie being a gamer (also, this may already exist out there. this is just my take on the scenario)

warnings: mentions of a bruise but all fluff

a/n: alrighty while i work on more stuff in this little universe of frank fics, enjoy this blurb/hc. also, this is the first time i’ve written something in this format. kinda enjoyed it, will def do it again. if you want to be added to a frank taglist, lmk! (this pic is from pinterest, credit to owner)

i firmly believe frank is a video games guy

@oliviajdjarin (shameless plug go check out her work!!) and i talked about this his mind just moves too fast for games like chess or checkers

when frank has the time he LOVES to get on his little playstation or xbox

he’s just so intense all the time this is his way to calm down and relax

he would def love games like call of duty

i could also see him enjoying nba 2k or fifa

he’s also like really really good at the games he plays

one day, you come home and it’s apparent that he’s had a long day

when you come through the bedroom door he turns his head from the tv where he is playing a game

he is propped up against the headboard of the bed and his hair is wet from the shower he clearly took and there’s a fresh bruise on his cheek

you smile at him and he gives you a little smile back

“how was your day, sweetheart?” he asks, as he always does

“not bad,” was your response

“come cuddle with me, yeah?” he asks

you nod and tell him you are going to go take a shower first

you take a nice shower, washing away all of the grime from the day

you come out of the bathroom wearing his black henley and a pair of sweats

he is so focused on his game it’s adorable, his thumbs moving against the controller

don’t look at his hands don’t look at his hands

you grab the book on your bedside stand and hop into your bed next to him, crawling under the sheets

you watch him play for a few minutes, grunting every so often out of frustration when he misses or something

you are scooting impossibly closer and closer to him as the hour passes, your book open in your hands

you are basically squirming into his lap he’s so close

he lifts one hand off his controller, letting you climb into his lap and then securing you in his arms with his controller out in front of your body

at this point the day is catching up with you so you put down your book once you are situated against frank’s chest

“tired?” he asks as you nuzzle into his chest

you nod against him

“well i got you now, baby. sleep if you’re tired,” he says, still playing the game

you begin to drift after a bit, feeling sleep start to take a hold

frank presses a gentle kiss to your forehead mumbling a soft “i love you”

you just barely catch it and respond, repeating his sentiments and immediately falling asleep against him

eventually he finishes his game and puts his controller on top of your book

he refuses to wake you from your much needed sleep, so he very very carefully slides down the headboard from his seated position so he’s laying down

you are still very much asleep on his chest after the shift and he could not be happier about it

he eventually falls asleep like that

you asleep on his chest is the only thing he needs to enjoy a night of bliss

taglist:

@oliviajdjarin

#frank castle #the punisher #the punisher 2017 #frank castle angst #frank castle fluff #frank castle x reader #frank castle imagine #frank castle fic #frank castle headcanon #matt murdock #daredevil #daredevil s2 #foggy nelson #karen page #punisher #castle #kastle

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