Locked In || Dom!Murasakibara x Reader
Genre: Smut, Dark Content
Category: Dom!Murasakibara x GN!Sub!Reader
Warning(s): Fingering, Non-Con, Manipulation Tactics, Unhealthy Attachment, Penetration
Request(s): "hello! I love your knb stuff and was wondering if you could write a noncon, rough and I mean ROUGH murasakibara x reader smut, taking place in a locker room, right after practice? Some propts i'd like to see are, dirty talk, humiliation and degradation. If you are uncomfortable or want to scratch out any part of this request, feel free to do so! Hope you are interested in writing this <3 Happy new year!"
"Please can you make a heavy smut with Murasakibara"
A/N: I had to repost because Tumblr posted it half-done but shout-out to @twilight-blu3 for one of my all-time favorite requests. I'm really thankful for all those in my inbox there to inspire me and the way you wrote your request SPOKE TO ME, I ADORE YOU
You always thought he looked so graceful, his arms like the wingspan of a bird, soaring across the court in grandeur. He drew you in. You found yourself going to games outside of home, cheering him on from the sidelines as he blocked the other team's plays effortlessly, then smiling as you watched him snack innocently between playing time.
This was the night. You were finally going to confess. Another win for your team at their home game was a sign of good fortune, you thought to yourself.
You approached the locker room with anxious fervor - it was now or never.
All the other members had left but Murasakibara had been rushed with cameras and fellow fans before he had the chance to get to the locker room. You ignored the slightly stale smell of the space and sat down on one of the benches. You weren't supposed to be in here but you figured if you caught him before he was changing then there was no harm in the location (it would be a little weird to confess to him while he was half-naked, no matter how welcome the sight would be).
Think of the Devil. Murasakibara walked through the swinging doors, his steps heavy and echoing in the near-empty room. You fiddled with your hands as you slowly turned toward the direction you figured he'd come through.
You spotted purple strands high above your own head before you took note of the rest of him. He spotted you quickly. When your eyes reached his face he was already meeting your gaze.
"What are you doing here?" He questioned apathetically.
"I wanted to give you this."
Your hands held out a box of chocolates neatly wrapped with a bow, a traditional way of confessing. He hesitated in accepting but decided to fairly quick.
Murasakibara didn't eat the treats yet, opting to hold them between his large fingers instead as he peered at you waiting for more.
"Why?"
"I like you Murasakibara."
His eyes remained the same but you thought you saw his lips twinge upwards for a moment.
He approached you slowly, stopping once he was directly in front of you. The man didn't say anything, studying you for a moment. Murasakibara broke your gaze, unraveling the box's ribbon gracefully before plopping one onto his tongue faster than your anxious mind could process.
"I accept," the object of your affections stated simply. You couldn't believe the words. His emotionless expression made it even harder to trust the sincerity of his acceptance.
As your mind raced, he reached out for you, encompassing your body in his arms, tucking you against him.
"What?" You breathed.
"Isn't this what couples do?"
You smiled away from his gaze, enjoying the security of his chest when suddenly he turned you around to face the lockers.
"Murasaki-"
He cut you off. "Isn't this what couples do as well?" The purple-haired giant goaded.
You felt the bulge of his balls make contact with the top of your ass cheeks as he forced himself against you.
Your eyes widened in shock. You hadn't been expecting such an act by him, and weren't welcoming to his sudden change in demeanor. It was unfamiliar and frightening.
"Wait, can we just talk for a second?" You pleaded with the locker that pressed against your cheek.
“I thought you wanted to be with me? Was I wrong?” The towering man asked innocently.
Red flags flashed in your mind but you had wanted him for so long, you should feel grateful for his touch.
“I do,” you mumbled, your nerves restricting your throat, making it hard to move in general. Your body felt hot in all the wrong ways. It shouldn't be like this, you found yourself thinking.
"Good," he whispered against your ear, lips grazing the flesh in a taunting manner. You felt him grind deeper against the cusp of your ass and gasped.
His fingers made quick work of your pants, pulling them down along with your underwear. Murasakibara pulled your ass cheeks apart to gaze at you unabashedly. You felt your face heat up beyond what you thought was possible and a deep shame formed in your belly.
You felt him move back from you, shuffling his own clothes. You were still too immobile to glance behind you, face no-doubt marked by the locker's cruel edges.
"How long have you wanted to me with me," he asked, the ego clear in his voice.
"I've always been a fan of yours, since your middle school days. I always thought you were beautiful," you told the truth, no point in secrets as his cock tip graced your entrance.
You shuddered at the thought of the sudden intrusion before a sudden giggle caught you off guard.
"I'm not that cruel Y/N."
Your eyes widened. "How do you know my name?"
"You think I wouldn't notice the same person at every one of my games, arriving early and leaving late. I got curious and asked around."
You blushed at his words, ashamed of your own desperation now.
"No matter, I found your loyalty cute - in a pathetic sort of way."
Wettened fingers were inside you before you had time to process, the sting of the two large digits stretching your hole out painfully and fast.
"Ahhhhh!"
You screamed against the metal, your arm reaching back in an attempt to grasp his wrist. He didn't allow you to, his quick limbs halting your attempts and holding you in place with ease.
You felt him twist the digits inside of you, presumably his spit easing the way despite your body's resistance. You groaned as tears sprung to your eyes.
"It's okay to be loud," you heard the smile in his words, "I blocked the doors before we started."
You felt hope you didn't know you had leave your body. This was it. You were going to be raped by the man you had nothing but love for.
You had been so stupid.
"You're so tight. Never done it before? Or am I just that big?"
Your hole clenched down on his hand and you heard a sinister laugh from the man behind you.
"So needy," Murasakibara mumbled apprehensively, "I guess I'll have to do something about that."
You felt his fingers leave you and this time you heard the wet sound of him lubing up his dick. You gathered your last bit of will to meet his eyes, but he wasn't looking at you - only at your parts.
He intended to use you to your fullest extent and you knew it.
"Please don't," you whispered.
"Don't? You wanted me so bad before and now you're changing your mind? Don't be selfish, it's too late for that."
He grasped the back of your skull with ease, turning you back to face the locker. You squeezed your eyes shut but they burst open when you felt the first inch of his cock enter you.
"You're so tight," he moaned, "you're gonna tear it off at this rate."
His humorous comment gave you no amusement and you felt your body tighten further as he sunk deeper into you.
"Almost there," he said in a comforting tone. With one final push, he was balls deep in you, his fingers digging into your hips as he pulled your ass up in the air to accommodate his height.
Never giving you much time to adjust, Atsushi began a steady pace of harsh slaps against your flesh as he pulled you apart on his dick.
It wasn't long before he fell apart himself, heavy breathes parting the hair on the back of your scalp as he huffed into the strands. You felt your wetness grow, his cum spilling out into you adding to the lubrication.
He pulled out with a wet noise, the emptiness only increasing as his seed soon began to spill down your thighs.
"I guess accepting your confession has its perks, right?"
Tears stained your cheeks, face still hidden against the locker.
"See you at the next game."
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This is it. This is the problem right here.
I absolutely, deeply love A Certain Scientific Railgun. Against all odds, it has become one of my favorite anime series, and it's undeniably the high point of the entire "To Aru" franchise.
HOWEVER.... I can never and would never recommend this series to anyone largely because of Koroko FUCKING Shirai.
Here you have this series with all these fun characters and an engaging mythology and a badass lead heroine and excellent fights with an AMAZING soundtrack, and then, ON TOP OF ALL THAT... Koroko Shirai is a major character in it. Because the writer was like "Let's add just a little dash of poison. For flavor!"
Yes, Koroko can be very heroic. She has some really badass fight scenes spread throughout the series. She is usually staunchly dedicated to upholding justice and the law. Though sadly, she has a major blind spot in this regard: Herself.
I say this because Koroko is also a stalker guilty of numerous crimes against the object of her obsession and our lead heroine (Mikoto Misaka, the titular Railgun), including a couple assaults that are damn near unspeakable. I'm talking like the kind of shit you couldn't even write about on most Fanfic sites without getting banned.
But despite this and the fact that she manipulated the system so that the object of her obsession/stalking was assigned to be her roommate, somehow Misaka and Koroko manage to become best friends? And the friendship can be legitimately sweet at times, against all odds/logic.
Even so, I'd barely bat an eye if Misaka one day decided to electrocute Koroko to death, leaving her charred corpse on the floor for the academy's superintendent to clean up later. I mean, I'd expect three or four characters to be broken up about it, but I also think everyone would ultimately agree that it was both totally justified and long overdue.
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Cookies?
Cookies 👍 🍪🍪🍪
If this was about the ask game I posted about some are:
Yandere simulator: Megami, Koroko, Akane, Saki, Supana, Amai, Osana and Ueikiya are all caregivers with their littles being Ayano, Gita, Kiba, Dora, Kokona, Oka, Osoro, Myuji and Raibaru
Danganronpa: Kirigiri, Mikan, Aoi, Maki, Miu, Mukuro, Sayaka and Sonia are caregivers and their littles are Celeste, Ibuki, Sakura, Kaede, Kirumi, Peko, Chihiro and Akane
MHA: Momo is a flip with a caregiver lean, Jirou is a flip with a regressor lean
These are the only ones I’ve actually thought about for the time being and the list will be updated with time
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╰┈➤ headcannons about south park characters that are true (because I said so) ✧.*
characters: kenny mccormick, tolkien black, wendy testaburger, eric cartman, jimmy valmer, tweek tweek
A/N: okay i lied these are just headcannons but they feel like they'd be right!!
꩜ kenny loves the cars trilogy. cars 2 will forever be the top piece of cinema to him
꩜ tolkien has seen every episode of one piece and is still keeping up
┊ I also think he'd fuck with chainsaw man
꩜ you KNOW wendy is a lover of sports anime
┊ haikyuu, free, slam dunk, koroko's basketball, sk8 to infinity, she's got the whole genre down
꩜ stan still plays guitar hero REGULARLY. it's a way to destress
꩜ cartman is a youtuber with aidn ross vibes, absolutely RANCID
┊ he wanted to have a reality TV show so he started making youtube videos of his "real authentic life" but it really picked up when he gave kenny $50 to clog all the toilets in school
꩜ "tag yourself" jokes all the time.
┊ "tag yourself as cartman's red flags, i'm a narcissistic inability to consider the possibility of me being wrong"
┊ "UH YEAH WELL TAG YOURSELF AS LIMP THINGS THAT DONT WORK IM JIMMY VALMERS FUCKING PENIS"
┊ "the perfect target was right there man"
꩜ jimmy does stand up nights at tweek bros coffee
┊ AND THEY ARE GOOD! he is a comedy god and I will accept no other interpretations
꩜ butters gives charles boyle energy from Brooklyn 99
┊ no one recognizes his halloween costumes even though they're obvious
꩜ professor chaos/mysterion is a Dr. Doofinshmirtz/Perry the Platypus dynamic and you cannot convince me otherwise
┊ "Ah mysterion, your appearance was unexpected...and by unexpected I mean COMPLETELY EXPECTED"
┊Chaos has a scrapbook of tragic backstories and it's just every time he got ground or forced into a stupid situation by cartman
┊(and at some point you just got to feel bad for the guy. maybe we should let him take over south park? i mean maybe he's got good reforms?)
꩜ tweek listening to metal and hard rock as a way to balance out anxiety
┊ when he listens to lofi, all it does is leave him more time to sit and overthink but loud music = no thoughts
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