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henneseyhoe · 7 months

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BEDROOM BULLY (a sequel)

Chiron x BLACK!FEM!Reader.

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WARNINGS:no protection(wrap it df up), dirty talk, rough seggsss, daddy kink, reader is kinda delusional, shortttt y’all know the deal, it’s nasty! just read it!

SUMMARY: Chiron took the reader back to his place after their car meet session and he shows her that his grillz ain’t the only thing that can shine!

Ps. I wanted to do this before the spooky shit lmao. Hope y’all enjoy.<3

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Legs shaking, toes curling, eyes rolling. You had reached an all time high with your friends slut-meter. You facetimed them right after getting ate like thanksgiving dinner, geeking in this man’s passenger seat like the man in question wasnt a few feet away and the bottom of your ass wasn’t soaking wet, your thighs sticking together like honey on skin.

“Was it good?”

“You really let him do that?!”

“How many times you came?”

All comments they blurted out to you after getting the deets, and you answered all questions in complete honesty.

“You so lucky! His friend babymama started calling when I pulled down my pants”

One of your friends complained, making you cackle. covering your mouth so he couldn’t hear you laughing like a hyena while looking through his trunk for something to wipe your legs off with, you heard many more questions from the curious girls.

“Did you see how big he was though? Or y’all ain’t get that far?”

“You gon let him fuck?”

“Let him fuck? Of course she is! If I was her I would have been on the dick, fuck getting a towel and callin’ you hoes!” one of your friends answered for you.

“It would take 100 surgeons to remove me from that dick”

“Ouuu, I saw how he looked at you too. I just know that dick heavy”

And your friend was indeed right. It was.

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“DAMN, BABY-“ you shook and cried out as you allowed him to break you in, knocking that pussy straight out the damn frame. He had your legs crisscrossed and pushed down towards your chest, his hands gripping tightly on both of your ankles to pin you down, as if you could go anywhere with how bad your legs were shaking, even with him holding them down. His hips smacked into you so hard that your ass and the back of your thighs was turning red, mimicking your tear irritated eyes. “I CANT! Please! slow down!” You shout as your sensitive pussy convulsed, but he gave no mercy. “Don’t cry now, take this dick like a big girl” he teases, the tip of his dick kissing your cervix with every thrust forward, it had you drooling. Dick drunk for however long he was gonna put it in your spine. It wouldn’t even matter how tired you were gonna be in the morning, you were thinkin’ of getting up, and making this nigga some breakfast for this good dick.

Nothing in the room could distract you from how he was making you feel, and when your eyes weren’t rolled to the back of your head, they were gawking at the flashing gold chain around his neck, the color matching the grillz in his mouth. The piece swung back and forth in your face as he fucked you, the moonlight from the broad window next to the bed making the cross pendant twinkle like stars in the same night sky that rested above.

“You like that shit, huh? You like how daddy makin’ you take that dick, don’t even front” He curses.

“Yes! It’s so fu-uckin’ deep” You struggled and whined again, your jaw starting to hurt from you biting down your teeth for so long. You saw why girls go so crazy for they man, alongside with the stars that were blurring your vision currently. He had already noticed the attraction you had for his jewelry, and it made him chuckle, a low groan following right after. “You like my chain too?”

You nod, answering. “Yes, daddy!”

“Aight. Be a good lil’ bitch for me and I’ll let you wear it. Now, cum on this dick”

The curve of his dick touched the end of your pussy, his hips connecting with yours completely as he begins to grind himself. Both of you were recently waxed and shaved so the skin to skin contact sent you overboard. Yes, he was shaved nicely. Yes, he was a real slut.

His pelvic rubbed against your clit as he slow wined his hips, letting you feel all 9inches of that big dick in your guts. Your legs had gone numb and stopped shaking, but that didn’t stop you from showing him his new favorite water toy. You wet up his plum colored sheets with a wail, making even darker stains as your cream and slick dripped out of you, some on your thighs, some on your ass, but most on his sheets and that hammer he called a dick.

“Mhm, let it out”

“You feelin’ that shit, ma”

“This dick got you goin’ dumb like that? Close ya mouth”

“You takin’ this dick like a champ too, I might keep you”

He talked shit like no other cause he knew he was fuckin’ you like he wanted to put a ring on it. He couldn’t say he didn’t imagine it for a split second in that one moment where he had you halfway off of the bed, drool dripping from your mouth and down your throat with his hands tangled in your bundles as he dipped his dick in and out of your mouth, your cheeks hollowed until your jaw ached and his abs tightened, indicating that he was about to bust, wasting all that nut that could have been inside you.

He stops grinding into you and unbends your legs, letting the blood flow finally get to where it needed to go. Honestly, you were already fucked out, but you didn’t wanna tell him that and have him thinking you were lying about taking dick. But maybe you should have, cause when he turned you over to your side and laid behind you, you knew it was over. He didn’t even care to ask you politely to widen your legs. he pulled that ass back, hiked your leg up on his and slipped himself right back into those walls that were forever molded to the shape of his dick.

“Uh-huh. Let me get in that pussy, baby”

“You stretchin’ me, daddy!”

You both moan simultaneously, your pussy gripping him like she wanted him to stay deep inside forever. This position had your stomach twisting and turning like a whirlpool washing machine, your clit jumping at his fingertips touch as he slips his arm under your propped up leg and starts rubbing at your swollen button while his hips work on getting his dick to massage the deepest part inside of you. It was gonna be a long week, maybe even month, cause you wasn’t gonna leave him alone.

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PSS. Me watching y’all eat pt1 up cause I did NOT expect that to blow up 💀 Thank y’all for the love tho 🤭🩷🩷

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oneforthemunny · 8 months

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I'd imagine that every time Halloween rolls around, Rockstar!Eddie and Nepo Baby are on the cover of at least one magazine with a spooky Halloween photoshoot. I'm seeing a werewolf eating (out) a fair maiden. Or a pregnant Nepo Baby tied to a table and a Rockstar!Eddie getting ready to sacrifice her. Or them recreating a scene from the biggest horror movie of the year.

Only over the years, as the kids accumulate, it goes from Playboy to Parade. And instead of tits with fang punctures, you've got a line of tots in skeleton pajamas.

(This was originally meant to be a blurb prompt and I got carried away so now I think it's more just a Spooky Thought I had to share with you. Whatever, Happy First Day of Fall! 😂)

oneforthemunny's spooky stories: rockstar!eddie x reader's time warp

or how halloween looks through the years for rockstar!eddie and nepo baby!reader :) ps pics below are for inspo that i used not specific more of just how the photos looked or what the idea was based off of!

October 31st, 1992

“Look at you.” Eddie grinned, dimples and shining eyes when they rolled over your frame. “My bride.”

That you were, both in and out of costume. It was the only recognizable part of yourself right now, your engagement ring. Your skin had been tinged a pale green, the SFX artist made your ‘gashes’ and ‘stitches’ look far too real for your liking. Tonight, you were the bride of Frankenstein, instead of Munson.

“Look at you.” You pouted, eyes rolling over his costume. Not Frankenstein, but… a vampire? “What-What are you wearing?” You huff, throwing an arm out at his costume. “We’re supposed to be Frankenstein and-”

“-Technically, it’s Frankenstein’s monster.” Eddie grinned, fake fangs making his smile more sinister looking. “I had a last minute change. Dracula and Bride of Frankenstein together? That’s scandalous. So much better, baby, believe me. No one’s done this before.”

You rolled your eyes, shifting the torn white dress to cover yourself. “When did you change your mind? While I was in makeup for six hours?”

Eddie laughed, hands running down your skin. “I like your hair.” He muttered. “Think you should do this more often. Pretty metal look for you, baby.”

“Yeah?” You hum, running a hand lightly over the electrified updo. “Too bad it’s a wig. Maybe I’ll keep it. Put it in the dungeon for you, when you want to get really weird and freaky.”

“I always wanna get really weird and freaky with you.” Eddie growled, a low rasp in his tone that had your knees shaking. His lips ducked down towards yours, the fake blood around his mouth making your stomach turn.

“No,” You shake your head. “Get these pictures first, then you can kiss me. I’m not sitting in makeup again, Munson, my ass was falling asleep. I was sitting there for so long.”

“I can help you with that.” Eddie growled, a playful smack to your barely covered backside that had you shrilling, glaring at him through white contacts.

October 31st, 1993

“You can barely even see the bump.” You huff, cradling your bare stomach in the mirror. “It just looks like I’m bloated.”

“You’re out of your mind.” Eddie shook his head, inked hands cradling your torso. “You look so pretty.”

Your lips settle in a pout, turning to the side, pushing your stomach out further in the pink, frilly lingerie from the 60’s. The sheer robe tied at your collarbones, flowing over your frame beautifully, parting so your belly could poke out. It wasn’t the pregnancy announcement you expected to have, but a fun one, regardless. One that would leave a shocking impression when it was sent to the press.

Eddie’s ‘costume’ hung around his waist, arms crossed over his bare, tattooed chest. You grinned at the green, scaly suit- designed to subtly resemble Creature From The Black Lagoon’s monster.

You smirked to yourself, looking at Eddie through the mirror. “My parents are going to hate this.” You grin, nearly proud. It made Eddie’s heart skip.

“Good.” Eddie snorted with an eye roll. “Not their baby. Not their choice.” He shrugged, hands roaming protectively over your soft, stretched skin. “Victor shouldn’t hate it too much, right? It’s a movie reference, at least.”

You laughed lightly. “True, and I’m… more covered than last time, right?” You grin, smoothing your hand over your exposed skin.

“Definitely, much more reserved than last time.” Eddie grinned, chin hooking over your shoulder. “We have to be more appropriate, Button, now that we’re going to be parents.” Eddie mocked your father’s posh, droning tone, quoting what Victor nagged about over the last brunch you had together- a month ago when you told them you were expecting.

Eddie’s lips pursed at the pinch still unfaltering in your brows, hands still smoothing over your belly. “Hey, look at me.” Eddie rasped, hand cradling your jaw gently, pulling your eyes to meet his. Those soft eyes that made your heart skip a beat every time you found yourself in their gaze.

“Fuck ‘em, alright? This isn’t their baby, it’s our baby.” Eddie muttered. “You wanna do this? We don’t have to. I’ll tell them all to go fuck off if you want me to. Or we can do something different. Do the Mummy things if you want to. Just say the word. Your call-”

“Ed.” The smile he’d been looking for graced your face finally. “I still want to do the photos. I’m just… I’m having a moment. I’m hormonal, and-and I’m just having a moment.”

Eddie grinned, plush lips pressing a kiss to your nose. “Have a moment. You look hot, though.”

“Thanks.” You muttered, eyes fluttering to look up at him through the strip of false lashes. “Not bloated?”

Eddie snorted. “Definitely not. Very pregnant. Very, very hot.”

October 31st, 1994

“Ed, is she looking?” You say through a smile, eyes still trained on the camera.

“No, she keeps looking at you.” Eddie huffed, lowering the camera. “Looking at your webs.”

No crew this time, oh no, Eddie wanted to do it all on his own. The set up wasn’t elaborate, but your costume was. The Black Widow, finished with webs that attached to your dress, hung around you for the perfect dramatic effect Eddie was looking for. In your arms, your little itsy bitsy spider, Persephone.

“Sephy,” Eddie cooed. “Fuck, babe, where’s the rattle thing? The lamb?”

“I grabbed it. Look behind you.” You nodded, cradling Persephone closely, her little hands reaching for you and pulling the fake spider arms with her. “You’re just a pretty little spider, aren’t you? The cutest little spider!”

“Found it!” The camera bounced on Eddie’s chest, shooting you a dimpled grin that had you flushing. “Look at me, Sephy! Look at Daddy!”

You fixed her in your arms, cradling her to your side. “Is she looking?”

“Yes, she is!” Eddie lilted in that babbling baby talk that had your heart swelling. “Look at my little spider. That’s so good, look at Daddy!”

“You sure you don’t want to be in this one?” You asked, hoisting Sephy up higher into your arms, swaying her lightly.

“Nah,” Eddie shook his head, looking down at the camera, pulling out the film. “Just wanna look at you, baby.” He winked.

October 31st, 1999

“Kensie,” You coo, looking down at the red faced four year old, desperately trying to keep her from tearing off her ears, two fuzzy clips that mimicked a cute werewolf. “We just need to take a couple of photos, and then we can change and go Trick-or-Treating, I promise.”

“I wanna go no-o-ow!” Kensie wailed, a piercing sob that had you cringing, the twins stirring in their black bassinet prop.

“Kensington,” Eddie grit, adjusting Persephone’s cape. “Trick-or-Treating hasn’t even started. There’s nothing out there right now. No candy.”

You glared at him lightly, though Kensie’s sniffles did ease. “No?” She asked, head tilting to the side sweetly.

Eddie shook his head, green painted frown softening lightly. “No, baby. Doesn’t start until six. We have plenty of time.”

“Better quit frowning, baby.” You hum, tapping your finger on Eddie’s creasing forehead paint.

This year's theme was a take on the classic, creepy show from the 60’s. What better way to celebrate your still growing family than this? Everyone else was favoring the Addams Family this year, but not the Munson’s- Munster’s.

“Are you ready, Mrs. Munson?” Phil asked, looking up from his camera at you.

You nodded, fixing your dress while you stood next to Eddie, one hand on the bassinet. “You think they can tell?” You grit through your smile, your dress snug when you turn towards him.

“No.” Eddie gritted back, eyes flickering down to your abdomen, just starting to swell with baby number five. “You look good, baby, always do.”

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sexlapis · 8 months

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- halloween cats? (flufftober 2023)

❀ : toji fushiguro x reader

ᨳ ࣪ . synopsis : on the eve of halloween, you unexpectedly bring home two cats. toji is not too pleased.

. cw : s4w, short fic, fluff, lowkey crack fic, mentions of animal euthanasia, toji & reader are married, reader loves cats, toji swearing, petnames (‘kid’), _____= your name

ᨳ ࣪ . wc : 1.1k

.. a/n : first fanfic after seven months of no writing! please enjoy <3

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“…what the hell is even that?”

you’re soaked by the time you step into the house, the rain had seeped through your (very poorly chosen) coat and you had forgotten your umbrella. face and hair sprinkled with droplets, nose red and clothes drenched, a multitude of shopping bags hanging from your arms. you were a mess.

but all of that is not what toji is referring to.

in both of your hands you carry a pet carrier. you didn’t mean for it to happen. it was a free day for you so you decided to make the most of it. first it was clothes shopping, then trying out new pastries in cafés, purchasing a bouquet of orange and black flowers for the vase at home, getting spooky-themed nails and more of the sort.

you believed you were done for the day, but on your way back home you spotted a sign saying, ‘Cat Adoption Here! Give a Cat a Loving Home!’ and being the cat lover you are, resisting was futile.

so there you were, standing in your home facing your bewildered husband, holding a pair of old, bonded cats.

“uhhh. they’re…toy cats.” you lie. “it’s a new thing for young adults toji,” slipping off your shoes, you rush past him, placing the pet carriers on the floor softly and plopping your shopping bags on the kitchen counter, “you wouldn’t understand.” you sniff the kitchen, smelling something sweet and homey. “oooh, what are you baking-”

“don’t bullshit me, _____.” toji chides and followed you to the kitchen. “i heard a ‘meow’ in there-”

“ok, i got a cat!…s.”

“…”

you sigh. “i…i got two cats.”

toji groans. “_____-”

“you don’t understand!” you exclaimed. “i had to! i know i should’ve spoken to you first but i did it to save them! they are both the sweetest cats i have ever met and they’re bonded and those people were going to kill them because they were old!”

“what?” questions toji. “_____, why would they kill the cats?”

“…well, they told me they’d euthanise them since nobody wanted them..that’s animal murder and that’s illegal last time i checked.”

“and that’s “killing” to you?”

“well if somebody euthanised me without asking is that not murder?”

toji doesn’t say anything and just stares at you.

that’s a win in your eyes. “exactly.”

you hear a whiny meow from one of the carriers. “oh my god, we must’ve scared them with our shouting.”

“i wasn’t shouting..”

but you pay him no mind as you lay on the floor and open the little door to the pet carrier.

“tt-tt-tt-ps-ps-ps, hi little kitty.”

the black, one-eyed cat, named ‘stitches’, lets out the cutest, high-pitched meow as she slowly walks out of the carrier. stitches looks around the new area she is in for a few seconds before walking up to you and nuzzling your hand. your heart almost bursts.

“awww!! you are sososo sweet!” you coo, scratching in between her ears and stroking her smooth, shiny fur. stitches purrs, seemingly already happy to be here. “toji look at her! isn’t she adorable? her name is stitches. because of her eye and stuff.”

toji blankly stares down at you and the cat from where he is standing. stitches looks up at him and blinks slowly before leaving you and walking up to him. she stands for a second before reaching up and puts her paws on toji’s tree trunk of a leg and meows.

“aw, toji, she likes you!” you cry out. “we definitely have to keep them now.”

toji huffs and gently waggles stitches off of his leg. “none of that, cat.”

stitches isn’t one to take no for an answer, proven when she decides to jump and climb up toji’s body all the way to his shoulders.

you cackle as toji jumps at the cats sudden movements, shoulders hunched in shock and confusion. “hey! what the hell!”

“oh, yeah, we are so keeping them.”

you quickly open the door of the other pet carrier, ignoring toji’s struggles of trying to remove the cat from his body. it was funny to see big, intimidating toji stumbling all over the place, being taken down by a cute, tiny senior cat.

“kid, you sure this is an old cat? seems pretty fucking athletic to me.” he grunts as he tries to pry stitches’ claws out of his flanneled shirt, arms contorting to reach behind his shoulders.

“mhm, i’m sure toji.” you reply, picking up the other cat, an orange male named ‘teddy’ and holding him in your arms. “this one is a boy cat. his name is teddy and he likes to be held like this.”

“uh-huh.” toji says, finally getting stitches off his body and placing her on the ground. “thanks for the help, kid.”

“you’re welcome.” you’re barely paying attention to him, gently rocking the fluffy orange cat in your arms, baby talking to him and making soft noises. teddy the cat lets out a gentle meow.

he draws his attention to you, hair ruffled from his recent battle. “okay why don’t you have a shower and change? you're drenched.” toji pats your dumb wet head.

you had forgotten about that. “alright, yeah.” you put teddy on the floor and jog towards the stairs, leaving wet footprints in your path. “keep an eye on them, toji!”

“yeah, yeah.” he waves dismissively.

toji turns back to the cats and sighs, hands on his hips. the two felines look up at him expectantly. “now what am i going to do with you two, huh?”

stitches walks up to him and reaches her paws onto toji’s trouser leg.

“ah-ah, no, no, no. bad cat! bad-”

stitches is already climbing his leg again and finds her way to his shoulder, rubbing her cheek against his temple and purring.

“ah goddammit.” toji exhales, crouching down and attempting to shake stitches off once again.

toji looks at teddy, who is staring at him quietly. “wanna help me out here orange cat?”

“…mrrp.”

finished with your long, hot shower, feeling warm and cosy, you go downstairs to see how toji is doing with the cats (not before having one of the cookies toji had baked though).

“toji?” you call, walking through the hallway to the living room and the sight that greets you tugs at your heartstrings.

there toji lays on the sofa, asleep, snoring, with teddy sleeping on his chest and stitches nestled at his side on his arm, also asleep.

“aw, toji..” you snap a quick picture for memories sake and save it to your favourites. underneath all that hard, domineering exterior of his, toji at heart is just a big softy.

toji seems to sense your presence and he slowly blinking awake. he groans and looks up to see you standing above him. he rubs his eyes.

“so we can keep them?”

toji rolls his eyes, huffing and puffing, looking at your pleading eyes. he doesn’t even remember why it wouldn’t be a good idea to keep them. who is he to deny you of anything? “sure why not?”

you smile, teeth and all, and kiss him on the forehead, careful not to disturb the cats. “thankyoutoji!”

the cats are purring and you’re all giddy and joyful. toji can tolerate these cats since they make you so happy.

#toji x reader #toji x you #toji x y/n #toji x self insert #toji fluff #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro x you #toji fushiguro x y/n #toji fushiguro x self insert #toji fushiguro fluff #toji zenin x reader #toji zenin fluff #toji zenin x you #toji zenin x y/n #flufftober 2023

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twistedchatterbox · 8 months

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Halloween Collab 2023 - 17/31 ; open !

Why hello there, loyal customer; Today I'm here to announce a collab for everyone's favorite holiday which starts on august and lasts 'till the end of October; spooky season!

Accepting collaborators 22nd-30th of September; This Halloween collab will be an advent that focuses on canon x reader/viewer content; you can join as an author/artist, with a minimum of 300~ words and no upper limit. -if you're interested, take a seat.

Here is how it'll work;

Everyone who participates in this collab will pick a prompt, and post their work on the day corresponding to the prompts number; it is mainly centered around writing, though artwork can be included !

Here are a few other things you should keep in mind v

To join the collab you have to reblog this post + choose a prompt! + You can ask to pick your prompt through replies instead, if you'd like that; as long as you reblog the post afterwards!

Remember to tag me on the post so that I can see it ; All the entries for the advent will be reblogged on @/jade-s-nymph and added to the masterlist !

One prompt per person; each person can only claim one prompt *

No Dead Dove: Don't Eat content !

All entries have a minimum of 300 words but no upper limit ; + Artwork can be entered as long as it is accompanied by writing ! + Your writing can be formatted however you'd like as long as it meets the minimum word count, just have fun with it !

Tag your works properly ! including but not limited to; if there are references to how the reader looks or is described, content warnings, phobia-specific warnings (ex. blood, cramped spaces)

Even though event mainly centers around canon x reader content Original Characters are very welcome to join in; whether it be Fanon x reader / Fanon & reader or just to make a cameo! Take the wheel and see where it leads you. ^^

Prompts that are taken/claimed by someone will be crossed out in text (like this) ; followed by the @ of the author/artist(s) who will post their work(s) on the prompt's day !

First Halloween - @magicluckystars

Sweetness

Tricked (or is it a treat..?)

Pumpkin(s)

Makeup - @cupids-chamber

Secret invitation - @savanaclaw1996

Decor

Love at first fright - @cyn-write

Undead(?)

Fangs - @rendy-a

Bewitched - @cecilebutcher

(Love) potion - @bunnwich

Phantom Thief - @yume-yuurei

Opera - @fungifanart

Knight

Sleeping Beauty - @siren-serenity

Haunted House - @leonistic

Graveyard - @galra-empress-dowager

Hunting - @snappit-the-snek

Full Moon

Siren's Song - @/twistedchatterbox ie.@/Jade-s-nymph

Yokai - @ginruko

Bandages

Angelic

Detective - @fate-muse-club-house

Dress-up (together) - @linawritestwst

Possessed - @darling-in-wonderland

Devilish - @da-birb-writes-sometimes

Cerberus

Red Hood - @juno-of-wonderland

"Once upon a time.." - @whatevermywpis

Ps. if you'd like to collab with someone on a prompt, you can! * ex. Two authors writing a 2-part fic together or writing 2 separate fics that reference each other / An author writing a fic and an artist making an illustration to go along with it. -Just remember to post the entries on the correct day, yeah?

Everyone who joins can tag their work with the tag #Spooky Chattering 2023 .

-Once again, before i finish this post; please Reblog this post so that more people can see and join, even if you don't intend to join in yourself- a collab this size needs a lot of people, after all ^^'' ...

#twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst wonderland x reader #twst riddle #twst leona #twst azul #twst kalim #twst idia #twst Vil #twst Malleus #twst #twisted wonderland disney #twst disney #twisted wonderland #twst halloween #twst OC #twst wonderland #💬.Twisted Halloween advent 2023

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littlemessyjessi · 2 years

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"I Scream, You Scream, We All Scream for Ice Cream": More Billy Hargrove and his goth GF

Billy Hargrove Imagine

Billy Hargrove x PS Reader, Billy Hargrove x Goth Reader

Pre-established relationship

General Idea: Someone asked for more of reader and her spooky treats.

Two boots squeaked across the concrete as Billy Hargrove made his way down the hallway.

Max was already in the car and he'd been waiting on you for ten minutes now.

He always took you home after school and usually you damn near blasted out of the building.

So where were you?

He'd given it about five more minutes before he began to worry.

He'd gone by your locker thinking that maybe you got held up and were just trying to get your things.

No such look.

So his next thought was your last class.

Home Economics.

Sure enough as he neared the door he could see your through the little window on the door.

You were sitting on the stool behind one of the little tables.

Your chin in your hand, elbow on the table, a completely put out look on your face.

He watched you through the window for a few seconds more before swinging the door open.

"Baby? What are you doing? Come on."

You looked up.

Eyes gone big at him.

You sighed, smacking your hands to your forehead.

"Oh, hi, babe. I'm sorry. I forgot to tell you to go ahead." you said.

"Go ahead?" he asked, brows furrowing. "What are you talking about? I always take you home."

"Oh, uh, well." you said, hands fidgeting.

"Well what?" he pressed, those electric blue eyes narrowing in on you. "Did you get in trouble or something? Detention?"

He knew it wasn't likely because you were a perfect angel.

At least in his eyes anyway.

There wasn't much you could do that would warrant a punishment in Billy's mind… and he had issues with anyone who seemed to think otherwise.

"No, uh, I'm not in trouble. I'm just waiting on my cousin. She's bringing me a cooler. I, uh, I have ice cream." you said, not meeting his eye.

"Babe." he chuckled. "Just get it. Max is already in the car with the air on and you don't live far. It'll be fine. Just hold it up to the vent."

You gnawed on your lip and glanced up at him, "Well, uh, I can't really do that, Billy. It's too much to hold in the front seat."

Billy lifted an eyebrow at you, waiting for further explanation.

You gave a long suffering sigh before standing and opening the classroom freezer behind you.

There, sitting as pretty as ever were two trays of cups.

Black and green swirls of ice cream all sat in a row.

And all untouched.

He sighed.

"Baby…"

You looked like you were about to cry and he crossed the room quickly to gather you in his arms.

He pressed kisses into your hairline.

"I just don't get it." you whispered. "It's just ice cream. Everyone watched me make it yesterday in class. Like, it's not like I did anything. I wouldn't do that!"

"I know, baby." he said, hand rubbing up and down your back.

"And I was so excited because it's ice cream day, Billy. Ice cream. Who doesn't like ice cream?" you vented. "And I worked hard on it. I stayed up last night and made homemade sprinkles. And I came in during my lunch just so I could make the syrup fresh. I even made chocolate covered bananas in case anyone wanted a sundae! It's key lime pie and black coconut because I remembered that it's Hannah Pearson's birthday today and I heard her tell Misty Donahue that she loved key lime pie and that coconut was her new favorite slushie flavor. So I thought I'd make them special… because it's her birthday!"

Billy pulled you in a little tighter.

"But… but she said I was a weirdo. She said she wouldn't eat anything I made because I'd probably poisoned it. That they even looked like poison. Billy, I would never - "

"Sssh- baby. I know. I'm so sorry." he said.

He hated high school.

He hated how kids could be.

And at that moment he hated Hannah Pearson because he knew it was less about you and more about the fact that she'd hit on him and he shot her down because frankly he wasn't interested and also because he was hopeless for you.

He held you for a little longer before he pressed a kiss to your temple and settled you down on the stool with a sigh.

"Just sit tight for a second, baby."

"Why?" you asked immediately. "Where are you going?"

"Just sit tight, ok?" he said.

"Billy, don't get into a fight or anything. I know you already hate Dereck…" you said.

He chuckled thinking of Hannah's boyfriend.

He knew that you knew that he wouldn't hit a woman. He wouldn't hit Hannah. But that certainly wouldn't stop him for starting a fight with her current boyfriend.

He did hate Dereck Landley because he was a jerk and was actively looking for a reason to bash his face in… but that would have to wait for another day.

"I won't. I swear. Just wait here." he said and disappeared out the door.

He'd made it to the parking lot in moments, opening the door to his car and pulling Max's headphones off.

"Billy!" she said annoyed.

"Get out." he said.

"What? I didn't even-"

He sighed, rolling his eyes, "Get out and come inside. I need your help."

Her blue eyes widened.

Billy? Needed her help? What had the world come to?

Nevertheless, she exited the car even if she did give her stepbrother an odd look as she fell into step with him.

"You're little friends still around?" he asked.

Max tensed.

She and Billy had gotten past a lot but she was still wary about some things.

"Uh…"

"I'm not gonna do anything. Relax." he all but growled. "I just need more people."

"Uh, I don't know. I can go see." she said, still unsure.

He nodded, "Alright, go do that and meet me here in about ten minutes."

Max, still confused with him, furrowed her brows, but he had already turned around and stalked in a different direction.

He nearly gagged at the idea of speaking to that familiar head of hair up ahead but he forced it down anyway.

"Harrington!" he called out.

Steve turned, his face clearly showing that he was not in the mood.

Though, Billy was less concerned with Steve and more about the freckled face next to him.

"Buckley, you got a minute?" he asked.

"Don't you have a girlfriend?" she quipped.

"Don't you?" he shot back, sending her cheeks aflame.

He sighed, "Sorry, reflex. Look, do you two like ice cream?"

"What?" Steve asked, bewilderment clear on his face.

Billy huffed out a breath, "Do you like ice cream?"

"We do work at Scoops Ahoy…" Robin trailed off.

"Just come to the Home Ec room in ten minutes." he said and turned away.

The two teens shared a look of confusion but honestly, Billy's erratic behavior was too good to pass up.

His last stop was the drama room and as expected when he came through the door the Hellfire club looked up in surprise.

Never did they think they'd see Billy Hargrove standing there unless he had come to terrorize someone.

Eddie lifted a brow briefly but painted on a smile, trying to diffuse whatever catastrophe that was about to occur.

"Uh… meetings are private, Hargrove." he said. "You need an invitation."

"Do you guys like ice cream?" Billy asked, patience running thin.

Gareth's eyes bugged out of his head while Jeff's brows drew so far together they almost looked like one.

"Uh.." Eddie laughed. "What?"

"Ice cream." Billy repeated. "Do you like ice cream?"

"Look, man. We're not try-"

"Just come to the Home Ec room in ten minutes." he said, promptly turning and leaving the few members to look at one another in confusion.

Soon enough Billy had circled back around to the front to collect Max and her ragtag group of little hooligans along with Lucas' younger sister, Erica.

Robin and Steve had been joined by Nancy as well as the junior cheerleader Chrissy Cunningham.

Eddie, Gareth and Jeff trickled in behind them as they all stood in the middle of the hallway.

"What's going on, Hargrove?" Steve asked.

"We're going to the Home Ec room. My girlfriend made ice cream." he answered as if he were remarking on the weather.

"Billy." Max groaned. "Come on."

He sighed, "Listen, the people at this school are dicks." he said.

"You would know." Robin said.

Billy lifted an eyebrow at her and she lifted one back.

"Well, it's true. You were an asshole until you got with Y/N." she said. "And that's still up for discussion honestly."

He sighed. "She made ice cream for class today. And she worked hard on it. She always does. And no one would eat it. They always do that to her and I know it hurts her feelings. But she deserved better than that. No one deserves to be ridiculed like that for no reason."

There was a shift in the group, each turning inward to their own struggles.

"You don't have to." he said. "I just thought it would be nice. You can have something nice to eat. Because I know it will be. Everything is always great."

"I can second that." Max chimed in. "She always brings me food in the morning and those mummy things were awesome."

Billy actually smiled at his stepsister for that.

To which she panicked and looked away because Billy is Billy.

"Again, you don't have to but it would be nice. You'll get something and honestly, I think it would just mean a lot to her." he said. "Please."

None of them had really ever seen anything like this from him and certainly never heard him beg.

So call it moral obligation or pure shock… but they all followed.

The door opened and you looked up only to curl inwards a little.

"Billy." you whispered. "I'm not looking to be ridiculed yet again today."

"No one is here to ridicule you." Billy said, coming to stand at your side and looking at the others. "Just here to have some ice cream. Right?"

It was silent for a beat before Eddie stepped forward, leaning on his elbows on the table in front of you. "We wouldn't dream of it, sweetheart." he said, batting his doe eyes at you dramatically. "Especially not with your trusty guard dog here."

He winked at Billy who was slightly amused but narrowed his eyes anyway.

"You watch the pet names, Munson. That's my girl you're talking to." he said.

Eddie gave him an impish grin before sliding around to sit on the stool next to yours.

"So tell me Miss Culinary Queen. What's on the menu? If it's anything like those cakes you brought for your birthday, or maybe it was Christmas in middle school then I'm in!" he said.

Chrissy startled everyone with her gasp, "Oh my god! Yes! Those little chocolate cakes with the, the, uh chocolate syrup or fudge or something on the inside?"

"Oh, those were lava cakes." you said.

"Yes!" Chrissy said.

"And they were made up to look like actual volcanoes." Eddie said. "Fucking rad, man. And they were good as fuck. I could eat one right now."

"Thank you." you said getting to your feet and heading to the freezer. "Um, well, it's not lava cake. But it's homemade ice cream. It's lime and coconut. And, uh, I have toppings too. And chocolate covered bananas. And chocolate sauce and caramel syrup. In- In- In case anyone wants a sundae or something."

There was a murmur of excitement and soon enough the group of people were enjoying their frozen treats and having a good time.

Billy slid an arm around your waist and pulled you down on his lap, eliciting a small giggle from you.

"Saved you some." he said, holding out a little cup.

"Thank you." you said, pecking his cheek.

"No problem, baby." he said, holding up his cup to yours.

You clinked the plastic with his, and let the ice cream dance on your tongue.

And maybe life wasn't perfect.

Maybe the day had sucked.

Maybe Home Ec would always be a pain in the ass.

But you had a guy who loved you and would clearly go to any depths he could to make you happy.

And that was all you could really ask for.

"Hey, you know, Y/N. I've literally been trying to talk to you for years but like, every time I get close, you bolt or something." Eddie said.

"Watch it, Munson." Billy said.

His glare was soft but still made you giggle and peck his cheek again.

"Easy, Kujo." Eddie teased him before turning his attention back to you. "I meant as a friend. I just think you look cool is all. I see the little projects you do sometimes and they're pretty badass. I've always kinda thought we'd be good friends."

"Oh." you said, shock coloring your tone. "Well, I mean, I didn't mean to run away. I guess I was just preoccupied or maybe I thought I was in the way. But, but thank you. I, uh, I've seen your band before. You guys are awesome."

Eddie grinned massively and you smiled back.

And Billy had an inkling that perhaps he'd done more than cheer you up.

Maybe just maybe… he'd brought a couple of friends together.

Hey, loves. So now I'm fucking soft again. NO ONE TOUCH ME! *sobs*

Anyway, I hope you liked it and I would love to hear your thoughts!

Be nice to yourself and please drink a cup of water today!

Love, K

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generally-surviving · 3 months

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A Garden of Flowers and Bones | Fae!Lloyd Garmadon x Reader - Chapter 4: Visitors (Prt 2)

With art for the chapter! Lloyd is in his spooky era (please send help)

"...he tilted his head, he slowly lowered it until his temple and ear pressed against the ground. And his face was large, parallel with her. Up close... ... A shiver rushed up her body and she tentatively turned to look back at where she'd come from, gnawing on the inside of her cheek, her hands pressed firmly against her chest as if to calm her rabid heart..."

ps. here's a meme for the very romantic introduction between future lovers

#lloyd garmadon x reader #ninjago fanfiction #fem reader #lloyd garmadon #faerie #ahhh young love #ninjago lloyd #fae au

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make-your-own-evil · 1 year

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Hi I'm new to ur blog and I was wondering if I could have btas dork squad (aka Scarecrow, Riddler, and mad Hatter) with a s/o who has a special pocket watch that allows them to travel to different dimensions at different time periods? And the funny part of that every time they come back home their wearing new clothes from said time period and holding a gift basket full of their dorks favorite items or things s/o thinks they would like? Fem or gender neutral ❤❤

❤ anon

this is such a cool ask??? i have never written anything like this before so i am excited to challenge myself, but im also nervous to see how it turns out! i think ill do a fem reader since ive done gn for the past few asks (im assuming you want headcanons btw)

note: feel free to reblog! just give credit when necessary :)

(ps i ADORE reading tags, comments, reblogs 🥰)

BTAS! Dork Squad x TimeTraveler!Fem!Reader

Mad Hatter:

he is your number one fan! he thinks you and your fancy, time-traveling pocket watch are truly the bees knees. you constantly keep him in awe

begs you to take him with you :( if youre only able to travel by yourself then he waits patiently for you to get back

travel to the mid to late 1800's England! in the times of lewis carroll, victorian tea parties, fancy attire 😍

you reappear in his hideout, not wearing the clothes you left in, but a beautiful blue day dress with silky fabrics! his face is beet-red and surely there would be smoke coming from under his hat if it were possible!

not only are you dressed head to toe as a noble lady for a tea party for two, but you also brought him gifts?

oh be still his beating heart! when you thought it would be impossible for him to smile any wider, he did! bring him old books, (technically) new clothes, trinkets, hats and new tea sets!

no matter which time period you travel to, he sits you down and asks you a million questions and begs you to tell him everything!

stares at you in awe and wonder while holding your gloved hands as he hangs onto your every word

looks like this the whole time :O

Scarecrow:

BLACK DEATH BLACK DEATH BLACK DEATH >:)

do you really want to tickle the spooky mans fancy? travel anywhere from 1347-1351 in Europe.

he is fascinated by your pocket watch and demands to know how it works

as a demonstration, you disappear from his lab and suddenly reappear later wearing a red stitched gown that looks more like a long tunic. a white cloth veil covers your hair

he has his clipboard in hand

if he wasnt fully convinced of your time traveling device, you decide to bring him some gifts!

PLAGUE DOCTOR TOOLS!

in your little medieval basket you have a mask, blades, gloves and even a jar of leeches!

proposes that you join forces! he doesnt know how you could help him exactly but your little pocket watch is pretty nifty

he asks you to go to more time periods and bring him back things for his "experiements"

YES theyre for his experiments and totally not for self indulgent purposes >:(

Riddler:

future babeyyy

do you want to truly impress him? bring him back some pieces of tech that he can tinker with!

he doesnt believe you at first when you try to tell him about the pocket watch

once you disappear and reappear with goodies, now hes invested!

you show up wearing a green and black body suit in fabrics he has never seen before!

you bring back a phone that uses a 7G network system, newspapers with major events, a laptop with a 2 petabytes of storage that is no thicker than a half inch, books and movies that havent even been released yet and more!

he asks you VERY technical questions that you probaly dont have the answers to

have you met your past/future self? how does your watch work?isnt this going to destroy the space-time continuum? what if you die while traveling?

like scarecrow, he is probably going to make you go off and scavenge for things he would find useful

i am 100% confident that this riddler could reverse engineer just about anything. with your powers combined, nothing stands in your way

#btas dork squad #btas riddler #btas mad hatter #btas scarecrow #btas dork squad x reader #fem s/o

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queenbees21 · 2 years

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Thank you for letting me join the Party! @laudthingcat ! Ps! this is Rainbowqueenbees21, Queenbees21 is my writing account

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Pairing : Hawks x reader

Type: One-Shot + Fluff

Word count : ……1,234 (👉👈🥺)

Warning : Cursing, Grammar Error, Not Proffered read, Glitching problem (sorry for the repeated lines! If I have any!)

If your bother by it, feel free to read it on WP & a03 or not, Which ever your most comfortable with I’m fine with any! ➡️ Paisley175 || ➡️ a03

A/n : So the ending kinda has nothing to do with haunted houses or anything, it’s just a fluffy ending I came up with… 😅🫣

𝐌.𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐌.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝟐 |

"Hawks... This isn't my house." You sarcastically point out, you and Hawks stood in front of a creepy old house covered in moss, splinters and a few wood boards missing on the floor. You cringed at the sight trying to cover up the fact that you were slightly scared.

"Indeed it's not baby bird." Hawks smirks as he pats your head smoothing your hair neatly. He chuckles at your shy squirming looking down at the ground drawing circles small with your foot.

You sighed, "And why are we here exactly?" You looked towards him, with a questioning look.

"To have fun, of course! It's a spooky season, lighten up a little chickadé!" He cheers as he slightly fluffed up his feather in excitement. He swung his arm around your shoulder preventing you from escaping.

You lightly grumbled in fear of going into the haunted house, but it's not like you have a choice anyways in the matter. Hawks got you wrapped around his finger and had somehow convinced you to walk with him up to the doors of the spooky house.

'I'm so going to regret this

And so it began. The haunting memories, of your life and maybe even the best of them too.

____👑____

You violently snapped your head at every small motion that was made or heard in the house, you clung to Hawks for dear life.

Literally...

You looked around for any suspicious activity or anything that might be human-like, disguise as an auto mechanic. While on the other hand, Hawks watched you in the corner of his eye, amusement written in them.

"Aww is our little (Yn) scared~" Hawks coos, as he pokes at your cheek a little, tauntingly. You grunt in annoyance. "Freaking bird brain! be quiet! Or I'll-"

As you were about to insult Hawks, you suddenly heard a squeak of the floorboard and froze in place. You shook violently and couldn't move an inch, you were so scared you avert your eyes to the floor.

So you looked down at the floor, this is why you hated haunted houses; they were scary and it's able to take you by surprise!

Hawks was on high alert, he slowly turned his head and with his peripheral view, spotted a fake spider crawling its way up to them.

He turned his head back towards your shaking figure, he wanted to take him seriously but your face was too priceless not to laugh too at and so he did, which made you angry.

"What the crap are you laughing at! Stupid bird!" You angrily shouted at him, although; that didn't irk Hawks one bit, it only made him chuckle even more.

"How are you this adorable." He stated more than questioned. You flushed up and looked up at him, astound and a bit irritated by the lack of comfort he didn't provide but, it wasn't really his responsibility to nor was he obligated to do so, and yet he did...

He wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to his chest and covered the sight in front of you, and started slowly walking you out of the haunted house.

As he was doing so, you could hear the sound of your heart beating rapidly of the closeness of his warm body, his breath near your ear softy whispering to you directions of where to step and turn.

While he had his hand on your waist his thumb cares your sides in comfort, As well as rubbing your temples of your hidden sight.

You felt like you were in heaven at that moment, you always wondered what it’d be like to be near Hawks and you finally got the excuse and chance to be close to him.

As you both were walking Hawks suddenly stopped his movements and slowly turned you towards him. He moved his hand away from your eyes and placed both of the palms of his hands upon your checks.

You flushed at how close his face was, you could feel his scent of minty breath near your lips, his eyes gaze at yours with a hint of fondness in them, gently creasing your cheeks as he rubs his nose and slowly closes his eyes.

You did the same and waited for the feel of his lips but you were met with nothing only the sudden feeling of falling back. You panicky opened your eyes and saw Hawks with a hand in his pocket and then another waving at you and smiling!!!!

You screamed in fright and closed your eyes waiting for the impact of the harsh ground, but were met with a soft feel of a cushion, bouncing you up and down. It was an airbag…

…..

“YOU MOTHER F- DAME YOU HAWKS!” You angry shout at him and he loudly laughs his ass off at the sight of you “YOUR CRAZY!” You added.

“Baby bird, you should have seen your face when you realized you were falling, it was priceless!” He laughs out loud, wiping the tears from his eyes.

You huffed and made your way off the airbag slipping off and landing your feet on the ground. You dust yourself off and crossed your arms and sighed in disappointment but, I guess that’s what you get for getting distracted thinking that he was going to kiss you…

Hawks made his way to you a cheeky smirk on his face hands in his pockets. “Aww, what’s up with that frown~” he teases,

“Shut up! It’s nothing!” You embarrassingly shouted at him, you couldn’t tell him that you were frowning at not getting a kiss! He’ll never let you live it down.

Although, the perspective jerk noticed and already figured it out without even having to think too deeply about it. He smirks and closes the gap between you two leaning down and whispering in your ear.

“Aww~ are you upset that I didn’t place my lips on yours~” You couldn’t take his teasing anymore, you turned away in embarrassment and started walking your way back to your apartment.

___________ 🐝 ____________

Hawks smugly follows you all the way there it wasn’t like it was a far distance, it was pretty close to the haunted house.

You made your way up the stair to your apartment Hawks was on your trial, he leans on a nearby wall and waited for you to unlock your door but, you stopped and turned your head towards him. “Uh Hawks, why’d you follow me?”

“I’m trying you keep you safe duh~” He smoothly answers,

“From what? A Ghost?” You sarcastically comment, at him. Hawks chuckles, he slowly walks towards you and once again closes the space between you.

You shyly watched his every move, he placed his arm above your head leaning in towards you. His eyes gaze at yours adoring having you with him.

“Good night Dove, See you tomorrow.” He says, Hawks unexpectedly softy kisses your cheek and walked and flew out of a near window.

You quickly made your way towards the window, watching him leave you but knowing you’ll be able to see each other again. “Good Night!... Handsome.” You whisper the handsome part to yourself watching him fly back home.

You smiled to yourself, Maybe hunted houses weren’t so bad after all.

To you, it felt like a haunted wonderland that only you and Hawks will remember and will never share or tell anyone that precious moment

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐲/𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭! 🫶 💤☀️ - 👑🐝2️⃣1️⃣

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smutty-ki113r · 3 years

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🦇Calling all the monsters🦇

KinkTober Week 4. Day 21

NSFW|| One shot x afab gn!reader, includes— Jeff the killer, LJ, BEN, EJ, Masky, Toby, spooky gangbang, vouyerism, slight non con, fear, minors—dni. (4k)

a/n- I just reached 1k!! I was planning a gb for this but since it is kinktober I figured- why not include one! Ps. I recommend the remix!! Thank you guys so much for the love!! <3 You mean the world to me, the fact that ya’ll support my content makes me so happy! I love you! Enjoy~ ༺♡༻

Inspired by: China Anne McClain

“113 E Scarlet Dr”

You eyed the address your friend sent you, this must have been the place…it sure looked like it. The moon bright over the haunted house in front of you, heartbeat picking up as you glanced at lit rooms, praying those shadows you saw were just party guests.

Ignoring the fact that there were no noise from the inside, or any cars for that matter- maybe everybody had just parked in another place. Gulping as you shakily breathed in your courage and made your way closer. A shiver running down your spine as you climbed the steps to the front door, each one protesting with a creak creak. The wind whistling behind you, rustling in the leaves of the surrounding trees ominously.

You looked around at the decorations, they were so intricate. With spiderwebs in almost every corner and bloody footsteps on the patio that you accidentally stepped in. Claw marks on the wooden doorframe and an all too eerie black liquid dripping from the top.

Knocking once but nobody answered, twice and the door opened by itself, almost welcoming you in mischievously. Walking into the dark way cautiously, dumb enough to call out an “anyone there?” and not get a response. Wondering if the house really was haunted, and you had just beckoned to the creatures of the night.

Exhilarated at the possibility, terrified at the emptiness of the grand halls with your heart beating a million miles per hour. Unable to see much at all, hoping this wasn’t a jump scare, not knowing it would be much worse than just a childish game.

Stomach dropping at the feel of being watched by multiple pairs of eyes, a chill as you felt a gust of air point straight to your face- hearing the door behind you slam shut. Swearing you weren’t alone; telling yourself you were being stupid, this was just a party and the guests were playing tricks on you. Ignoring instincts and moving on, you should have listened to your gut.

A clatter to your right pulling your attention, along with a gasp as you turned. Heaving as you saw nothing there except a spinning plate on the floor, a hand on your heart as you turned back. Calm only for a minute, no time to process a tall brooding man with a crazed expression. His eyes so wide it seemed like he had no eyelids, skin so pale it had to be paint, and a smile that had been cut open. Stretching his cheeks as he pulled into a grin, saying “boo” before the world went black.

Head heavy as you blinked, waking up with blurry vision as you acomodated to the dimmed light of the room. Groaning as you stirred, your head pounding and your whole body sluggish. Shocked by the people surrounding you; with bleeding eyes and masks, razor sharp teeth and gazes that bored into you deadly. Effects that looked so real, chest rising up and down in fast paces when you saw the position you were in, it froze you to the bone. Laying down on what seemed to be a dining table, hands restrained with lace on either side of your head but your legs untied.

Spread out as if you were a feast, all six of them watching as if you were one too. Hungry, carnal, and twitching with lust. Terrified beyond belief at the situation, but not at how how they might hurt you, instead throbbing at the way you were made to look in front of them, so pathetic and weak you couldn’t help but get wet. It was also more that they were a group of hot guys watching you squirm almost naked, stripped down to your undergarments. This was your fantasy, it couldn’t have played out better if you had planned it yourself.

The one that had frightened you earlier approaching first, raking his lidless eyes up your figure and giving a maniacal smile as a greeting, “wakey wakey sweet cheeks” he laughed, “it’s time for some fun” he breathed raspily. Leaning over to your lower thigh and pressing a kiss of warning on your skin. Your muscle tensing at the contact, biting your lip at how hot you felt, despising yourself for not wanting it to stop.

The smiling killer turning to the other people in a room “Happy Halloween gentlemen”, opening his arms in a welcoming gesture “I present tonight’s main event”. Throwing a hand your way, your eye catching his wicked smile, “them”.

“I hope you enjoy the show” he laughed, throwing his head back in hysteria. Inching over to you again, using two hands to massage your inner thighs. Rolling your skin in between his fingers and breathing heavily as he met your gaze. In a state of arousal as he whispered “it’s… interactive”. Reaching the panties that barely covered your mound and trailing his index down your slit. Shivering at the light touch, the cloth sinking to line your ridge.

Your clit throbbing for attention, neck straining to watch what was going on behind him. Inhaling sharply at the sight of 5 other men all palming themselves through their pants behind him, every one of them appearing just as strange as the pale man. Curious at the one with grey skin and dripping eyes, and the one with orange goggles, next to a guy in a white mask, not to mention the one that looked like he crawled out of a video game and the 8 foot tall monochrome clown.

Pulsating at the feel of the stranger rubbing you through your panties, pressing yet another kiss on your inner thigh. The scratchiness of his scars rough against your soft skin, he must have gone to some extents to do that makeup. It felt so harsh, raw skin that broke at a past time, it felt too accurate to be fake. The realization hitting you like a freight train…those were no costumes.

Feeling the Jeff the killer drag down the string of your panties and remove them, tracing his burned fingers on your pelvis and open up your cunt with his thumbs. Labored breathing as he saw your hole clench, touching your pearl gently and drawing circles. You staring to shake as you glanced back at the men, they radiated danger, and it turned you on. All of them watching your face flushing and your pussy throbbing.

“Look how pretty they are” Jeff said, flicking your clit with his thumb and making you let out a whimper.

“Good haul” the one with grey skin said, leaning back on the far wall as he took out his big cock and started stroking “we picked a nice one, no struggle”.

“Best night of the year” another said excitedly, directing your attention to the man with orange goggles and a gash on his cheek; Whose eyes were rolling back as he fucked his fist, panting.

Only distracted for a moment before you felt Jeff plunge a finger into your hole, wet and squelching as he pumped. Stuffing you nice and full as he brought it back out to edge it in again. Curling his palm up to push in, intruding your walls deliciously, feeling the knot in your core tighten in delight. Taking his finger full of slick out to coat your clit, covering you in your own warm essence. Spreading your sticky folds open with two fingers to see you, burning in his pants at how tasty you looked.

The man with bleeding eyes, blonde hair and elf ears approaching you from the side to get a better view. Unzipping his pants to take out his heavy length, your eyes couldn’t help but wander to him, to his hand wrapped tightly around his cock and jerking. Caught in a predicament of having Jeff finger you and clenching at the sight of BEN stroking himself for you.

Jeff not resisting and fitting another finger in, getting you nice and wide for what was to come. You pulling at your restraints, hands in fists as you struggled to not grab onto him. Relishing in you sweating, chest heaving up and down as he urged you to your first high. Whining as he stroked you so deliciously, reaching every spot on your walls that made you want to cream on his fingers. Slick pouring in droplets that he tried to put it back in, ending in a squelch squelch noise that envoked goosebumps from all your viewers.

Gaze turning back to the black and white clown in the back, his black matted hair splayed over his forehead. Piercing eyes managing to find you and latch onto your lewd expression, irridecent and spiraled as he hunched over to fuck himself.

The raunchy smell of sex filling the room while Jeff finger fucked you, pulling cries from your lips when he tried to fit in a third. “God you’re so tight” he breathed, bringing his lips to your cunt to lap at your folds, to get you to open up. Begging for your release to arrive as he continued fingering your hole, curling his fingers upward as he sucked your pearl. Grazing his teeth on your clit to feel you tense around his fingers, so wet and still unable to fit in another.

BEN peering down at you and placing a hand on your tit, squeezing and dragging your bra up. Uncovering a nipple that he concerned himself with, pinching it between his fingers and rolling the bud. His other hand preocupied with jerking himself off. Lowering his mouth down to latch onto your nipple and suck, the sensation overwhelming you along with Jeff doing the same to your clit.

Your mind consumed with how pleasurable the feeling was, borderline euphoric, struggling to breathe as you rocked into your high, blinding white hitting you in spurs. Jeff snaking his hand underneath the table you were on to pump his cock at the sobs you let out. The demon in the mask making his move and groping your other breast, circling his claw around your sensitive nipple and watching your face morph between tension and an ‘o’ of pleasure.

It wasn’t long before they all fit space around you to enjoy the view, now with a crowd of monsters surrounding your body. Hands feeling you up, pulling you so close to orgasm that you didn’t care anymore. Rational thought stripping away as they touched every part of you, pinching and rolling skin, impatient to watch you cum.

The glorious sensation finally building up the point of bursting, your hips jerking and pushing your cunt into Jeff’s face, who greedily lapped up all your juices. You couldn’t tell whose arms were whose, all of them making an effort to put you down and dig their nails into your skin. Your lip quivering as the blush of post orgasmic bliss settled heavily on your face.

The smiling killer letting out a raspy sigh as he rubbed you, hearing the man with bleeding eyes and elf ears gruff, pushing Jeff away from you. “We’re supposed to share.”

The infamous killer throwing him a scowl, “you’ll get your turn BEN”. Looking down at you to lay the ground rules, “Here’s how this is gonna go.” Plastering an exaggerated smile on his face as he stroked himself slowly, “you’re gonna let us use you, cause we know you like it”.

Moving away from your pelvis to near your face, “I can feel it on my fingers bitch”. Feeling BEN knead your inner thighs and open you up, sliding his length up and down your slit in a heavy pant. Jeff sticking his slick-covered fingers in your mouth “see?”, tasting yourself and sucking softly. All the creeps observing you, delighted that you were getting off on this too. At first they thought that you were paralyzed in fear, unable to stop them. Now, realizing that you -liked this made them so much hornier.

It was just so tempting, sucking Jeff’s finger and letting BEN insert his tip in you. Groaning as he started to split you open, the eyeless demon and the man in the white mask to the sides; holding down your thighs when you tensed. Giving a pained expression as EJ’s claws dug crescents into your skin, crying out a quick “fuck fuck fuck” as BEN gave gradual slaps to your cunt.

His lips turning upward in a grin as he fucked your cunt deliciously, “it was so easy to change the address on your phone”. Your face fallen open in a shock, saliva spilling from your mouth as he told you the truth. “You practically came to us” he laughed deeply, an echo of chuckles came from the group at your confusion. “We know you wanted it anyway, why else are you squeezing me this tight?”

Hearing him give little grunts with a concentrated face, stripped from your thoughts at the sight of two other men fucking their fists by your tits. Yanking at the restraints and whining around Jeff’s finger that was in your mouth to tell him to let you free. “You wanna help ‘m get off?” Jeff asked, finally removing his finger to squeeze at your skin.

You clenching in despair around BEN’s dick that reached the farthest parts inside you, nodding eagerly and rushing to wrap your hands around their lengths as soon as you were unrestrained. Bouncing back and forth as you fapped them, absolutely mad at the feeling of all of these people jerking off like this, especially to you. Eyes glancing back and forth between the two proxies on both sides of you.

Wrists aching as you yanked and pulled their cocks, being fucked so hard by BEN at one point that all you could do was hold your hands up and let Masky and Toby fuck themselves. Rutting into your hands, both of them heaving and panting desperately at the need to cum.

Toby’s face forward with flushed cheeks and eyes rolling back; Masky grabbing onto the table for dear life, using it to guide himself as he thrusted into your fist, head slightly thrown back just enough so you could see his Adam’s apple bob under the mask. Eyeless jack obsessing over your thighs, watching avidly as BEN dragged his dick out just to filly you up with a clap.

It was too devious to resist, your senses going into overflow as they touched and degraded you in the most disturbing way possible. It was so wrong, and still you didn’t hesitate to suck Jeff off the moment he put his tip to your lips. He was salty, oozing with preecum, unable to use your hands because they were preoccupied.

You throbbed at the thought of using only your mouth to pleasure Jeff’s more intimate, private regions. Lips that wrapped beautifully around his cock pulling back his skin as you grazed the band of his head. Gasping and letting him go at the feel of another clawed hand at your clit, so gentle, almost inexperienced waves of heat coming from the black and white clown that stood by BEN’s side.

His spiraled eyes glued on you curiously, just lightly tracing your pearl as your folds wrapped around BEN, horribly empty whenever he pulled out. Neatly replaced by the feral demon that rutted into you like there was no tomorrow. Going so fast that you couldn’t breathe, Jeff forcing his dick down your throat and fucking himself, making you gag and choke as he pushed his tip to your uvula.

Raspy sighs leaving his scarred lips, heavy pants coming from the monster that stuffed you with his huge length. Laughing Jack completely enveloped in the sight of your cunt swallowing EJ’s cock whole, hungry and wet as you took him in fully. Clenching around him, your pussy abused and puffy from the second dick you were made to fuck. Your toes curling as the clown pressed the right nerves and sent you into a spasming orgasm, with the demon’s thick girth carving your walls.

Masky pushing next to take you out for a ride, relishing in bringing you back down from your high. Pulling your legs back and stretching you uncomfortably as he dragged his heavy cock inside of you. Breaking you open in a steam and giving powerful thrusts into your hole, finally speaking through ventilated breaths under his mask, “I bet you like taking so many guys at once”.

Toby closing in with both hands on the table, shamelessly sliding up and down on your tit. Rubbing himself on your nipple and whining as he called you filthy names, “such a whore for us”.

Laughing Jack taking advantage of your vulnerably to hold his tip up to your mouth, “I have some candy for you sweets”, bolder and willing you to do what he wanted. In front of your face so temptingly. Stripped black and white just like his nose, strange but still so lewd, wet and coated in his precum and your essence. “I promise I don’t bite” he cooed, taking him in between your lips and sucking. He was sweet, but nowhere near as sugary as those groans you coaxed from his mouth.

You couldn’t dare take him out, even if his length shoved down your throat; to take away from the stretch Masky was forcing you to do. Toby’s shaky hand gripping your calf as you shook the tables from being thrusted so deeply back and forth by the masked murderer. Your hands free to grip onto the edges violently. Gulping as you saw BEN watching you enviously from the back, his eyes glowing red and with dripping jealousy, bidding his time for a space to cut in.

“I do” EJ huffed, giving you a bite on your shoulder, hot pain stinging through your body. The man not shy to put his cock to your lips too, forcing you to alternate between the monochrome clown and the demon. The constant switch scratching your throat raw, pulsing from the moans that vibrated with their dicks in your mouth. “And in that costume you looked so god damn appetizing” he went on, his brown hair unkempt on his forehead as you sucked his balls, massaging them with your hands. Feeling how heavily stored he was, wanting him to fill you up as LJ fucked your mouth to oblivion.

Masky speeding up his pace and nearing his high, breathing getting heavier, turning relentless pants that came out into puffs under his expressionless black and white mask. Laughing Jack backing away to let EJ have your throat, waiting his turn in line to spill in you.

Toby about to explode, rutting impatiently on your side as Masky stilled in a gasp, shooting ropes of cum deep in you and filling you with white. Toby pushing him over and still unable to wait, shooting his load on your cunt as you pulsed from the strain. Letting out slight “oh fuck”s. As he twitched and covered your folds in his fluids, Masky’s pouring out of your hole.

BEN and Jeff on either side of you, watching as EJ stuffed your throat and gave you his seed. Unloading his heavy balls with groans that sounded like growls. Your legs trembling as BEN held them open, watching with a grin as you cried and sobbed at the delicate pain.

Used at all your holes by the creeps and made to swallow the demon’s sperm, Jeff pumping himself quickly to do the same. Telling you to “be fucking grateful” as you complained, he was so big your jaw ached. Trails of white falling from your bottom lip, reminiscence of what you had in your mouth, the cumslut of a bunch of murderers and monsters.

Laughing Jack obscenely stuffing your hole full again, where both Masky and Toby used before, squelching out of you as he mixed the liquids together and came to add his own release to the combination. BEN pinching your reddened nipples and fucking your tits from the side until he tensed and spilled all over your chest.

You almost breaking down at the sight of all of them still throbbing for more, Jeff pulling you up by the hair so you could sit on your knees. The perfect image of an obedient puppy, “open wide like the good little slut you are” Masky demanded.

“I know you just love our Halloween treat” BEN told you sarcastically, all of them pumping themselves on your face, hot white blinding your vision as Laughing Jack flicked your clit from behind again, time and time again rippling orgasms from your body.

Until you pleaded no more, unable to walk and barely move, fucked out and cock drunk to the point of passing out. Jeff laughing as if it was hilarious and telling you “You’re our spooky spooky treat, and so we’re gonna milk the sweets out of you till you can’t breathe no more got it?”

Shaking intensely as you continued to nod, goosebumps on your skin at the idea of the people outside hearing your screams and thinking it was just an act, not knowing that the haunted house was real and you were being wrung out by murderers who had blood on their hands. Cumming over and over again at the hands of these monsters, ruthless creatures that laughed as they made you their whore.

All of them watching you get fucked out like you were one by one, taking turns and rounds to plunge into your sopping cunt and use you till you choked on your own breath. Exasperated and red, squeezing each one in heavy desire as you gaped, arching your back till it ached and burned.

Jeff chuckling as he came in you again, you unable to keep count of how much cum you had in you, or how many times they had gone at it; “guess we really scared the ‘o’ outta you didn’t we?” His hands gripping your thighs painfully. “Got you shaking and everything”

The world so hazy you could have sworn it was a dream, a nightmare even. All of them laughing around you, like maniacs. Your lip quivering as you blinked, in an out of conciousness as if you were about to wake up. Gasping as your body went limp and you heard them chuckle darkly. “We’re comin’ to get ya”

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littlemessyjessi · 2 years

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Your Eddie stories are giving me life! Could you write something about a gf who is just crazy for halloween? The type to start preparing for it way ahead, dress up and decorate all house, kids either love it with all their hearts or are to scared to ask for treats

Hi, sweetie! Thank you so much!

And omg, yes!

Eddie Munson Imagine

Eddie Munson x PS Reader

Prompt: Reader loves Halloween

Ok, so first and foremost... he loves this.

He adores this.

It is literally one of his favorite things about you.

Secondly, he is all in for Halloween hunting.

You want to go Halloween Hunting in June? "You got it, baby! Let me grab my sunglasses and my keys! Let's take the van! Maybe we'll see something good! Let's go!"

Like, he's all in.

Second, he is a spooky boy himself so like, couples activities for the win.

He's down for pumpkin spice and caramel apple flavored things in March.

He don't give a shit.

He's down to do all the prep with you because-

A, He thinks it's badass. You're a badass. This is badass. It's just badass.

B, He gets really into himself. He loves being dramatic.

C, Couples activities!!!!! You like this? He likes this. Ya'll in it to win it.

D, He really gets to tap into his inner child with this shit sometimes and that's very healing for Eddie.

10/10 will help you make treat bags.

100% on board with a couples costume.

His heart MELTS every single time a trick or treater comes up for candy and you're just like the sweetest to them.

Like he's seen it so many times now but like it gets him every time.

Also, like he just loves you so much, you know. And it does his heart good to see you so passionate about something and to be able to support your passions like you do his.

He's always wanted that and now he has it with you so he's just... he's all in, man.

Ok, I'm soft. No one touch me. I hope you liked these and I would love to hear everyone's thoughts! Thank you so much for requesting and remember to be nice to yourself today!

Love, K

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autumnalsteahouse · 3 years

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— if you could only see the beast you’ve made of me

aaaaand here we have it! day 4 of The Love Club’s Kinktober: begging <3 originally, this idea was just gonna be like a role play but but… I was like wait- bitch you HAVE AN OPPORTUNITY! AND I TOOK IT! there are so many kinks in here cause I can never do anything simple in my life ever. I’d like to take a moment to say thank you to @blvckjvckvls for being so supportive of me and helping me a bit with the plot when I was a bit stuck. i luv u bb. big kith.

also! please go check out this sexc masterlist— this shit SLAPS !

pairing: werewolf! kuroo x human!fem reader

genre: DARK CONTENT; spooky smut

word count: 4.7k

warnings: DC: consensual noncon, fear + pain play, recognition of a way to quickly and safely end a scene, begging, sigh <3 monsterfucking, some good ol size difference (in Kuroo’s werewolf form), NOT FOLLOWING “PROPER” ABO/werewolf LORE/ only mentions of alphas + keen hearing + “healing” spit + silver can be very irritating (not deathly), a bit of red riding hood rp, knotting, breeding, mentions of alcohol intake, public sex, partial knife play?? but with sharp claws ??, lots of blood

ps. there’s a lot going on in this, I’m painfully aware- if I miss anything in the warnings, just let me know and I’ll happily update it!!

“Red looks good on you,” he chuckled as he flipped up the short puffed-out gingham skirt.

You rolled your eyes, meeting his hungry gaze in the full-body mirror.

Kuroo Tetsurou stood behind you, his built frame dwarfing yours- really putting the cherry on top of your themed costumes- little red riding hood and the big bad wolf.

Beginning to tease, you jokingly say, “What big eyes you have,”

Not missing a beat, he takes a step closer and responds, “The better to see you with…”

“What big ears you have,”

“The better to hear you with,”

At this point, the curve of your ass is barely ghosting the top of his thighs; subconsciously, you’re slightly leaning into him centimeter by centimeter when you finally whisper,

“My, what sharp teeth you have, grandma.”

“The better to eat you with…” he murmured as he leaned down to place a kiss to your temple, pausing for only a second, before carefully tucking your hair behind your ears-- clearing the way for his lips to trail up the side of your neck- right before pecking you directly on your pulse.

Your gaze immediately snapped to the bite mark on your neck before it went back to following his rosy lips.

It was difficult to tear your eyes away from the reflection staring back at you, knowing full-well he could feel your pulse spike- knowing that he could smell your growing arousal.

“Tetsu…”

“Are you sure you want to still go?” he asked, his large hand coming to rest at the base of your thigh, “I can think of a variety of more blood-curdling things that we could be doing instead of going to a Halloween party.”

While he was very tempting, wearing that loose low-buttoned red and black flannel brilliantly paired with tight-fitted black jeans- accented by the shiny silver chains that adorned his neck in the fashion of a faux collar, you couldn't help but remember how excited Yachi was whenever her and Yamaguchi’s first Halloween party together was brought up.

It was so sweet; when she invited you, she started as a stuttering mess but when you eased her into speaking, she ended up blurting it out and her whole face turned the color of a beet..

“I told Yachi-chan we’d go…” you trailed off. The idea of going was solid in your mind when another mischievously weaseled its way inside your nasty little brain-- tonight may actually be the night.

“… but I think we can still manage to hear a blood pumping screech or two if we try hard enough.”

You turn towards him, discovering that his face is less than an inch away from yours. He lightly nudged his nose with yours and you slightly tilt your head to the side, ghosting your lips over his before you feel a smirk spread across his lips, “sounds good Red.”

You had to give it to them, the house looked very… autumnal.

From the outside, it felt like a house you would see on Pinterest; the jack o lanterns flickering on the porch, orange lights outlining the windows- illuminating the “intricately woven” cobwebbed spiderwebs that were dotted with big black spiders. Across the threshold of the front door, a banner that said ‘trick or treat’ hung loosely, each word separated by a skeleton.

Turning around to face the front yard, a warm nostalgic feeling washed over you.

The tree in the front yard wore its seasonal yellow and orange leaves with just a few strays sprinkled over the lawn, highlighting just how in theme it all was.

“This is… cute,” Kuroo said, playfully skeptical.

You elbowed him in his ribs, slightly offended. It was picture perfect, the decorations and colors all went so well together, it almost felt surreal.

“You shut up, this is cute as shit, and I’ll be damned if we don’t compliment them on it.”

“You were damned as soon as we mated.”

“Tetsu! Enough. You know Yams and Yachi-- they’re sweet and soft, like sugar-coated strawberries. Let them have their adorable Halloween party.” you whisper-shouted.

“I said it was cute! I just thought… it would be more along the lines of a haunted house or something.”

Quirking your eyebrow and cocking your head, you only had to say, “... Yams and Yachi.” before he sighed and nodded.“You present a very solid case.”

You two step up to the front door, Kuroo doing a timely knock as you let curiosity get the best of you. Instead of waiting an extra minute to step inside and get the full picture, you lean towards the window to look inside while Kuroo waits in front of the door; it makes you smile when you heard the hum of top Halloween hits playing from outside, but something moving out of the corner of your eye immediately catches your attention.

“See anything good in there?”

You bite the inside of your cheek as you slowly turn and step towards him, eyes wide from what you just witnessed.

“What?”

Before you could answer, the door swung open by none other than the spectacle that caught your eye.

“Daichi.”

The other man slightly bowed his head but said with the same challenging tone, “Kuroo.”

You looked between the two and couldn't help it. Rolling your eyes, you joined in, “boys.”

Years had gone by since high school and these two still continued their… friendly... rivalry. With every occasion that arises where these two have to be in the same room, someone had to balance the overwhelming testosterone, and normally it was you or Shimizu.

“Come on inside, you two. Drinks and snacks are in the kitchen and everyone is in the living room.”

“Thanks,” Kuroo said with too much of a grin.

You pull your boyfriend closer as you watch the broad man stride away, observing him look into each room as he goes down the hallway, “Calm down, or else I won't tell you about how I saw him kissing Sugawara clumsily against the hallway wall.”

Kuroo pulls away with wide eyes and a growing “i-found-a-vulnerable-spot” smile.

“I knew it, I could just hear his heart race over that sassy silver-haired-”

His voice died down in his throat as soon as he felt the warmth of your palm graze over his pectoral. You made sure to bat your pretty long lashes up at him, a weakness of his he shouldn’t have revealed to you.

Reaching your hand in his hair, you twist the soft black strands as you lean against his toned tall body. “C’mon baby, wanna get some alcohol in my system. Go get me a drink while I find Yachi?”

“Okay... Red…”

Getting on your tippy-toes, you fluffed his tuft and followed the urge to say, “good boy.”

You didn't wait for his reaction, you scurried off, suddenly incredibly embarrassed and determined to find your little blonde friend.

Little did you know, you had stirred something deep inside of the alpha, leaving him standing motionless in the middle of the foyer.

Good boy?

shit.

It didn’t take you long to spot Yachi; she was in the living room snuggled into her green-haired boyfriend, laughing at Kageyama’s reaction to something Hinata said.

Taking advantage of the fact no one had noticed you peaked in, you take in the ambiance. Here, all your long-time friends gathered up in such a cozy space, smiling and laughing amidst a crackling fire. The lights were dimmed, another banner hung from the fireplace’s mantle greeting autumn, bats were glued to the walls, and candles were lit all around the room. Smaller, less elaborate cobwebs that were dotted with little black spiders hung from the ceiling and large plastic jack o lanterns flickered in two opposing corners of the room.

In the center of the room, a table was littered with half-drunk bottles of different alcoholic beverages and feet from different bodies kicked up.

Someone took their feet off, your gaze reflexively followed the source and when excited eyes met your own, you instantly putting a finger to your lips in playful panic- but it was too late.

“Hey hey hey! Look who it is!” Bokuto cheered, causing Akaashi to look up from his comfortable spot against Bokuto’s shoulder, “…that means Kuroo is here!” He continued to cheer before carefully getting up (not to annoy Akaashi) and sprinting down the hall.

All eyes and smiles were on you now and before you could react, a small body almost knocked you down with the sheer elation she radiated.

You hugged her tightly as she giggled out your name, “I’m so happy you could come!”

“Thank you for inviting us! It’s so cute here Yachi-chan, seriously these decorations are to die for.” You winked at her costume; Doctor Frankenstein to Yamaguchi’s monster.

She let out a snort the same time Kuroo walked in with a thick Bokuto arm draped over his shoulders.

You didn’t miss the blonde’s flickering gaze.

“Oh you dog,” she shouted the pun to Kuroo, eliciting a shrug of the shoulders and the curl of an innocent grin.

You raise your eyebrows to your boyfriend, spying two red solo cups in his hand before motioning to the couch and joining the group.

Kuroo sits down next to you, arm taking its place around your shoulder, handing you a sweet drink that's easy to down but even easier to sip.

The group falls into a comfortable hum of multiple conversations, everyone including yourself downing their way through their drinks one swig at a time-- when Kenma leans over and starts to mumble things to your boyfriend, leaving you to slip into a daze as you watch the crackle of the fireplace.

Right as you began to fall into a hypnotic state, you felt the empty side of the couch dip next to you, then a familiar hushed whisper tickle your ear; “have you tried any of the stuff we talked about last time?”

You pull away in bewilderment, surprised that he would even bring that up with Kuroo so close.

“Bokuto!” You whisper-yelped.

He pulled away with wide eyes, almost completely unaware of how dense the action was.

“You and me, outside! Now !” You aggressively whispered as you got up, well aware your observant boyfriend had been watching the whole episode. Thankfully, he knew the two of you, and having seen the two of you playfully bicker before, he didn’t seem to assume anything at all; this wasn’t a rare occurrence.

Though Kuroo’s hearing was superb, your buzzed-up state thought that maybe it couldn’t reach outside in the front yard- so you pulled the big himbo out into the chilly dusk, the browning and orange leaves cracking under the pressure of your guys’ feet.

“Kou why would you say that when Kuroo was right there next to us?”

“So you haven’t talked to him?” He said blankly.

“No! … I just haven’t had the time yet. I feel like it’s such a taboo topic for us to talk about- it’d feel like I’m fetishizing his existence… and I mean… I don’t know if he would be okay to discuss a scene like that.”

Bokuto looked like he was about to open his mouth to argue when you cut him off, “besides! Our sex is great. You know, so-called “vanilla sex” is actually very nice because you’re more focused on the feelings that you’re getting and you’re not overwhelmed as much.”

“Yeah but that… all the time?” He raised his brow at you. “Listen. I don’t think Kuroo would see it as fetishizing. You are just urging his uhhh-- unnatural-natural instincts and adding a dash of roleplay.”

“So… what exactly do I do? How do I even start that conversation?” you roll your eyes beginning to mimic a high pitched obnoxious voice, “oh hey babe I was wondering if you would actually be the big bad wolf and make me beg for mercy and force yourself onto me because I like it when you feed into your urges and I want you to mark me up and show me who I belong to! Fuck me stupid and knot me! Give me pups!”

Your eyes went wide after your tangent, realizing that you’ve probably said too much from Bokuto’s mirrored expression.

There was a moment of silence before a thunderous snort rips through his throat, “yeah! Maybe! Just … have fun with it. I can’t tell you how to communicate with your boyfriend.” He said before abruptly marching away, leaving you with your mouth wide open- thank god it wasn’t summer or you’d have caught a few flies.

Making your way back into the house, your mind was so clouded with how to approach Kuroo that you didn’t even see the familiar broad frame sitting on the porch waiting for you.

“What was that all about, angel?” He looked up at you, smiling at your startled expression.

“You heard, didn’t you…”

“Yes but-“

“Eavesdropper!” you gasp and begin to lightly kick his toned thighs, causing a low chuckle to leave his lips, “yes but I want to hear it from you. To my face. Out loud.”

His voice was suspiciously calm, seeming as though you’d assumed he’d be a bit more freaked out.

Turning to face him fully, you shakily inhale in an attempt to gather your muddled thoughts.

Kuroo’s voice came out smooth, as smooth as his hands were when your skin met his. The contact was reassuring even more so when he said, “it’s alright baby, just remember that I know what you want to ask but we need to have a proper conversation about it. Take your time.”

He did know what you wanted, but knowing that didn’t help actually getting the words out.

You swallow down any potential regret as you stare at the tips of his shoes and begin to speak, “Tetsu, I would like to have a scene with you that involves consensual non-consent- even more so now that we’re dressed up in these particular costumes.”

You start to twiddle your fingers and take in a deep breath, “I would really like it if you could incorporate your werewolf-self as a tactic for fear play… I want you to make me beg… before giving me your knot.” you finish off quietly.

Kuroo continued being silent for a minute more as if he couldn’t hear that your heart wasn’t beating frivolously in your throat.

Judged wasn’t the right word, maybe embarrassment was more of the feeling. He’s always had such an open-minded approach to nearly everything, but you were aware of the difference of this proposition; this was way more intimate than most of the situations that have been brought up.

“Okay,” he breathed out, nodding, “but I need you to understand that this could be very dangerous in the sense that even though you’ve seen and dealt with me turning, we’ve never gone at it when I’m in that state- and it could be a bit hard to hold back. I’m glad you’re wearing the locket I gave you, you could use it just in case we need to end the scene… like a safe word. All you need to do to stop the scene is either say silver or if you’re able to, grab your pendant. I’ll do the same if I feel I’ve crossed the line.”

Without worry, you’re shamelessly nodding, full of enthusiasm and excitement, “I trust you with my life Tetsu.”

Instead of a smirk, you’re greeted with a truly toothy wide smile that instantly melted your heart. For being the big bad wolf, he wasn’t all that bad.

It was just around the time you both were about to leave the party when Kuroo started behaving a bit odd.

The conversation had left off on a good note, a few late-bloomed questions were happily answered throughout the night- so why was he acting so distant walking back to your house? Was he second-guessing?

Walking home at night was never your favorite thing to do but ever since you started dating Kuroo all those years ago, he refused to let you walk alone and there hasn’t been a moment when you hadn’t felt safe since.

Knowing what his werewolf form looked like, he was one of the bigger ones you’ve met, with jet black fur and glowing gold eyes, his frame doubles and snout grows out- he resembles a giant black wolf that’s able to walk on his hind legs.

It almost felt wrong to admit but even to this day, it’s hard to tear your gaze away from his massive stature.

It’s such a juxtaposition; He’s so gentle with you when he’s in that form, you can’t help but wonder what it’s like to be aggressively handled by him in times like these-- in the comfortable silence of walking home together - how his claws would feel puncturing your skin in his tight grip, how his rough tongue would feel making its way down the sensitive skin of your neck, or even how much fuller you’d feel trapped around his knot.

All of these thoughts suddenly faded away when a sinking feeling hit your stomach in a cold flash. Looking around, you realized that you were the only one walking down this empty street, Kuroo was nowhere to be seen. Turning quickly to scan where you were… nothing looked familiar.

Good thing you were on a main street, the dark alley behind you only seemed to stretch on forever, possibly hiding all sorts of wonderful things in the confines of the darkness.

Before your brain could think of how to logically handle the situation, you feel a large sharp tip at the top of your spine.

“T-tetsu…?”

You were only met with deep inhuman breathing, no other commotion in the empty street to put you at ease; the silence was unsettling and you were frozen in place, unable to turn around.

A strong push caused you to land on the cold cement floor, scraping your knees. The sting lingered, tingling through your whole body in unpleasant waves.

Immediately turning your body to face what pushed you, your blood ran cold when nothing was there. No trace of anything.

Feeling around, you felt incredibly stupid to realize you had given your purse to Kuroo to hold onto as you guys started the walk home simply because you didn’t want to carry it- so you were seemingly all alone, clueless as to where you are with no phone, in a skimpy outfit.

“Hello…?” you whisper out as you begin to crawl to the nearest wall, figuring you’d be safer if there was one less place to watch out for.

Silence answered back.

Taking a deep breath, you closed your eyes, trying to get your breathing intact.

Kuroo will find me. Kuroo will find me. You kept repeating to yourself.

And that, he did. When you opened your eyes, you found your boyfriend slumped against the opposing wall, clinging to his side, his shirt ripped open with blood staining the fabric. He looked frighteningly pale.

“Tetsurou!” you cried, running towards him, heart in your throat.

You fell next to him, hands cupping his face. His eyes were closed and his pulse was racing.

“Tet...” his eyes slowly opened and a smirk spread across his lips, “...su?”

He changed so suddenly, pouncing on top of you and pinning you harshly to the ground with ease.

The shock had your adrenaline coursing, all this weight on top of you, he’s large enough to crush you. He was staring down at you as if you were prey- you’ve never seen this type of rabid in him before.

You were muted when he took a big claw and delicately traced it down from the side of your face, down the column of your neck to the top of your chest. When he hit bone, he pressed a little bit harder on his way down to the top of your dress. When his claw caught the fabric, he pressed hard and fast- fast enough to rip your dress right down the middle- so fast you didn’t even realize that there was a blooming cut going down your body, ruby red beads of blood began to surface. The shock began to dull when the cuts set in, searing pain began to settle.

With your dress torn, leaving you exposed and cold, you began to notice just how much blood had colored your skin-- and his grip on you only tightened, his claws digging into you and drawing even more blood. You whimper, weak and in pain, cheeks wet from stray tears you didn’t even realize were dropping.

Another thing you didn’t realize was that you hadn’t looked at him since he pounced on you. Your head was turned to the side, gaze slightly blurry and focused on how terrifyingly real everything was. He could literally kill you-

Your eyes began to bulge at the smooth curve of his thick claw grazed over your clothed clit.

“Oh my-” you gasp, arching to feel that rush again.

Rumble came from Kuroo’s chest, almost like a chuckle.

“Did you want to feel that again, Red?” his voice was significantly lower than normal, sending a wave of prickly goosebumps over your body.

His grip loosened on you and you quickly looked down your chest. Your nipples were perked up and your skin looked pale; the contrast between the cold cement and the warmth radiating off of the wolf’s body is throwing you on a loop.

Kuroo encased your neck with a large digit, applying pressure in all the wrong places, slowly choking you. Another came up to over your mouth. Your hands flew up to try and pry his fingers off, another shot of adrenaline flashed through you, eyes wide in panic.

“Answer me, pretty girl,” he lowly commanded.

Rapidly nodding, you grip even tighter onto his fingers.

Loosening up, he almost smiled, if he could in this form. You saw the sly look in his eyes.

“I know you can do better than that…” he trails off, examining your exposed body before his free hand went to grope your thighs, his claws uncomfortably digging into you.

You let out a short-lived yelp against his digit.

“Do you like it when I hurt you, pretty? Red is such a good color on you— I wanna see more…” he finished more to himself. His pupils are blown out, lost in how much pleasure he’s taking from this.

When he tightens his grip, even more, the painful ache becomes even duller and your eyes squeeze shut. All you can do is wince against him.

“Mmm okay Red, I’m gonna lift my finger. Tell me what I wanna hear or else I’m gonna stop going easy on you.” he huffed out, lowering himself a bit so you could feel the fur of his stomach graze your bloody skin. The heat radiating from his groin has you salivating, your mind muddling pain and pleasure together.

Your first mistake was subconsciously trying to raise your hips just to get some friction.

His brow raised at your sheer audacity, “Really Red? You’re such a little whore, you’re going to put your life on the line to feel just a little bit of relief? Incredible.” he scoffs.

He switches tactics and takes his claws out of you, now opting to go to the most sensitive parts of your body and lightly raking the very tips of his claws down you-- Your neck being one of them.

“Tetsu please- no-” you gulp at his deadly talons skim your jugular.

“Weak,” he whispered, lowering his mouth close to your ear.

“Wh-what?”

“Pathetic.”

“Kuroo stop-”

“Like your tiny self could stop me-”

“wait-!”

“beg.”

The simple command sets you still.

“I want you to beg for me to stop. I want to hear how desperate you can be for me.”

You don’t even know what to think- was this really your boyfriend?

The silence makes Kuroo impatient, and the next thing you know, you’re flipped; your bare stomach is hitting the cold ground with your clothed back to Kuroo.

The rough impact causes you to cough and groan before all you can hear is your boyfriend again.

“You just-“ the distinct sound of cloth tearing fills your ears as the cold strikes your back, “don’t listen.”

“Tetsu please-“ you begin with a cry.

“Tetsu please what? Please stop because I’m hurting you? You can’t take it, pretty Red?”

“No Tetsu,” you pause, trying to adjust yourself into a more comfortable position, “hurt me more. Use me. pump me full- knot me Tetsu!” You whine out.

His breathing got heavier as you go on, “Tetsu, please! You’re so big nd I just--‘m so pathetic. please breed me- make me useful!”

An almost purr rumbles through his broad chest, “good girl.”

Everything happened so fast, the next thing you knew, your sopping core was exposed to the night air.

“Gonna be a useful hole for me, red? Gonna take my pups- be a good little breeding machine?” his words make you clench, really emphasizing just how empty you feel.

“Tetsu please-!” You wheeze, “fill me up, i- I’ll do anything-!”

A moan escapes his throat, “fuck-”

And with that, he pushes the tip in a few times, almost teasingly, before he roughly pushes it halfway in, then all the way in-- right at the base of his growing knot.

The noises you were making were so delicious to him; he could hear the gasps and whimpers all the time, it was almost too easy to get lost in the heat of your cunt.

“Tetsu! Tetsu!” you were squealing his name like a delicious little piggy he could just… eat up. Your heartbeat was heavy in his mouth and your neck looked so bare with the fading bite mark… so vulnerable to the untrained eye.

“C-can I cum tetsu? Wanna cum- please!” that snaps him back to the present, looking down at your sniffling puffy face, needy and crying to cum. Adorable.

“Not like that,” he said low and dominant, “I want you stuffed full of my knot when you cum.”

Which wasn’t too far off; he hadn’t realized how much this’d impact him- his knot is already fully grown, just a few more pumps and he’ll be shoving himself fully inside you.

“Please please please,” you whimper on repeat, short and quiet as if walking on eggshells not to make him mad.

He was on overdrive, looking at how badly he marked you up, how lost you look in all of this, “Alright angel, take it all.”

With an extra push, he stuffed you full. Your eyes bulged as you take more than you ever thought possible- he was already way too big in his werewolf form, but with this extra bulge inside you, you felt so incredibly full, you couldn’t even fathom what it would be like empty.

“Oh- fuck.” you huff out.

And then he started humping you.

The knot was stuck inside you, not daring to come out as he thrust all of himself into you over and over again.

There was something so animalistic- so primal about it, you couldn’t hold back.

“I’m-” you couldn’t even finish, all the stimulus got to you before you could finish your sentence.

Clenching down hard, a deep groan caused vibrations down his chest as you felt him twitch.

There was so much, so much and not enough space inside you; his knot not letting anything escape from your gummy walls.

Your eyes rolled back and with your sight gone, you felt everything even more so- his erratic breathing was calming down as he carefully picked you up and hugged you close to him, still inside of you.

“Baby, how are you feeling?” he softly panted.

His fur was so comforting, so soft and warm, you almost forgot to answer.

“Mm… feel good.. Cuts hurt a bit… but good. Felt really good.” you ramble dreamily on.

“Okay- good. I’m going to lick your wounds to stop your bleeding and to help disinfect it while we wait for my knot to go down, then we’ll go home- is that okay?”

Your head felt heavy, you did your best attempt at a nod you could muster before easing your eyes to close.

#autumnal’s writing 🍂 !#the love club kinktober #tlc kinktober #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo tetsuro smut #kuroo tetsurō #kuroo tetsurou #haikyuu!!#haikyū!!#haikyuu!! kuroo #hq kuroo #hq #hq smut #haikyū!! smut #haikyuu!! smut #kuroo smut

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randoimago · 3 years

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Hey Kat! Since it’s spooky season, I wanted to request something for the season. This isn’t really a Halloween request but rather an autumn time request. Can I have Akira and crush reader just walking under the trees while holding hands and basically enjoying each other’s company as the leaves change color? Maybe throw in a confession? Hopefully this is ok but if not, please ignore and have an amazing day!- Yora :) (PS: You are a sweetheart end of discussion 😡)

Autumn Walks

FANDOM: Persona 5

Pairing: Akira x Reader

Rating: Fluff

Warning: None

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Words: 645

AN: This is super cute (just like you Yora~) I’m happy to write it!! There’s not really a confession here but date talk so I hope that’s okay!

The day is peaceful. A soft breeze goes through the air as the multicolored leaves sway slightly. For some reason, it brought a feeling of nostalgia. It’s perfect. Well, it’s almost perfect.

You walked this path with Akira. It wasn’t a planned walk, you both were heading the same way and decided to just walk together instead of awkwardly at a distance. It was mostly silent, but it was a nice silence.

“Watch out!” Someone had called and you felt a hand grab yours to pull you to the side of the sidewalk as a bicycler went by. You glanced over to Akira, who gave you a small smile and asked if you are okay. You gave a nod as you continued walking, a lot closer to him with your hands joined.

The silent walk continued except you could feel him next to you. Your arms bumping into each other now and then when one of you stepped a bit too close. Your hands continued to hold each other’s. The day wasn’t particularly cold, but you enjoyed the warmth that came from him. You hope he feels the same.

“This is nice,” you spoke up as you knew your destination was getting closer. Perhaps your sudden remark would cause pause to prolong your walk. You hoped it did, you didn’t want this moment to end so soon.

“Yeah,” was his reply. A small bit of disappointment filled you at that. Your brain struggled to think of another conversation topic, desperately trying to find something to keep you both from separating. “Are you okay?” Your thoughts halted at his question.

“Huh?” You smartly asked.

“It’s a bit cold,” he said. More so chilly than cold. His closeness kept you from thinking of the weather too much. But you did notice the slight goosebumps on your arms, rather from the weather or him you don’t know.

“I’m okay. You’re warm.” Your cheeks heated up slightly at your comment. A bigger smile went onto his face as he fully looked at you.

“So are you.” You returned his smile. “We could go to Le Blanc for a drink if you’re too cold,” he suggested. His thoughtfulness made you smile more. It was sweet of him to worry.

“That sounds nice.”

“Really?” An excitement laced his tone as he asked you for confirmation. You were a bit confused before thinking back to exactly what he said.... Oh. Perhaps he meant it in a different way than the concern you thought.

“Uh, yeah... I’d like to go to Le Blanc with you,” you said as shyness overtook you for a bit. Akira smiled more at that.

“Great. Hopefully the cat doesn’t annoy you for attention again,” Akira joked and you smiled at that.

“I think something else will take my attention.” There was a light squeeze to your joined hands when you said that. You two shared another smile. The walk continued with another comfortable silence as you two continued to your new destination. A comfortable silence filled the air.

“It’s a date, right?” Akira suddenly asked and you glanced to him with confusion. You felt a tad flustered as you realized what he was asking.

“Were you asking in a different way?” You asked. Perhaps your second guessing was wrong if he somehow meant going to Le Blanc as a friendly way.

“Oh no, I meant it as a date. I just didn’t know if you took it that way...” He stopped as he realized he was starting to ramble slightly. “Do you want it to be a date?” Akira was hesitant with his question, as if he both wanted and didn’t want to hear your answer.

“Yeah... I’d love it to be a date.”

“Me too...”

Another comfortable silence filled you as you continued to walk to the restaurant. You were wrong before, the day is perfect now.

#persona 5 x reader #akira kurusu x reader #akira kurusu #spooky season asks #yora anon

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yan-senna · 3 years

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Spooky House (SS, LM)

By yan-senna

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Introduction:

This is a one shot from The Keeper of the Diamond series. It contains Severus Snape x reader and Lucius Malfoy x reader. I only own Y/N, Laura and Vera. The three girls are 19 years old.

Y/N and her friends, Laura and Vera, invite Lucius, Snape, Narcissa, Draco and the Trio to an amusement park on Halloween. Laura is on a mission - to make Severus Snape spooked.

BTW: Happy Halloween! 🎃👻

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Word count: 1.7k

Published: 10/31/2021

TW: Swear words and mentions of clowns, dragons, ghosts and spiders

Snape sighs. He still can’t believe he said yes to go to an amusement park with seven teenagers. Thankfully, one of them is Y/N, and both Lucius and Narcissa are coming as well - otherwise, he would not survive.

Today is Halloween, which is why they are going to an amusement park as they have decorated for the season.

Y/N and her friends, Laura and Vera, have invited Snape, Lucius, Narcissa and the Trio to come with them to have fun and enjoy the spooky day.

At least they won’t be in costumes - the teenagers all agreed that they are a bit too old for trick and treating. Which means Lucius won’t have to wear an Elsa costume from Frozen again, thank Merlin for that.

Laura wanted to protest but gave up in the end. The girl is on a mission - to scare Severus Snape. If she can’t do it with a costume, then she will just find another way.

She can’t wait to hear him scream. She wonders if he screams like a girl. She decides that he probably does. This will be fun.

Right now, the wizards and witches are waiting outside the amusement park in the three girls’ dimension. A few minutes later, the girls finally show up.

“Finally! It was getting boring to wait for you three” Draco complains.

Laura snorts at that. “Really? Couldn’t the spoiled kid wait a few minutes?” she teases.

The boy just huffs, muttering “Muggles” under his breath.

Lucius sighs. “Now, now, Draco. We did not wait that long” he assures them. Nodding, the girls go and hug the Trio and Narcissa.

As Laura and Vera are discussing Halloween with Hermione, Harry and Narcissa while Ron and Draco seem to be fighting over whether ghosts or pumpkins are the best decoration, Y/N approaches Lucius and Snape.

“Hi” she shyly says.

Lucius smiles. “Hello, Y/N. Ready for Halloween, huh?” he asks her.

She nods. “Yeah, how about you guys? Are you ready to get spooked?” she asks as she giggles.

She knows about Laura’s plan - she wonders if her friend will succeed.

“There is nothing to be ready for as there is nothing that can spook me” Snape says as he rolls his eyes.

It takes a lot to scare the Potions Master - some silly ghost-dressed people on the streets will not scare him the slightest.

Lucius chuckles at his friend. He almost hopes that he will get spooked as he doesn’t think that he has ever heard him scream before - he wonders if Snape screams like a girl.

He decides so and smirks at the thought.

Narcissa clears her throat to gain everyone’s attention. Mainly to stop Ron and Draco’s heated argument.

“Well, shall we enter now?” she questions.

As everybody nods in agreement, they enter the amusement park. They all look in awe at the place - it has been decorated with pumpkins, ghosts, zombies, spiders…

When Ron notices the spiders, he lets out a high-pitched scream. Which only amuses Draco, of course.

“Scared of a Halloween decoration, Weasley?” he taunts.

The red-haired boy’s face turns red from anger. “Shut up, Malfoy!” he warns.

They all then start to walk around the park. Narcissa buys an orange-coloured candy floss for each of the teenagers.

Y/N shyly smiles at Snape and Lucius. “Would you two like to try it?” she offers.

After being deep in thought, both men nod and take a piece off of the candy. They both then take a bite.

Of course, it’s pumpkin-flavoured.

Snape winces as it reminds him of pumpkin juice which he absolutely despises.

Lucius chuckles at that. He doesn’t mind the flavour, but he does mind the stickiness. Y/N can’t help but giggle at their reactions.

As the ten of them keep walking, Draco spots an amusement ride that gains his attention.

“I want to try that one” he demands as he points at the roller coaster in front of them.

“Hey, good idea! Come on, let’s go!” Vera says, excited to try the roller coaster.

“I will stay here… Amusement rides aren’t my cup of tea” Snape says, gesturing for the others to go.

Laura smirks. “Scared?” she taunts him.

He raises an eyebrow at that. “Nothing can scare me” he states.

The Dark Lord did scare him, but Snape would never admit that to anyone.

He then reluctantly goes with the others. As three people can sit next to each other, Y/N sits between Lucius and Snape. Behind them, Narcissa sits between Laura and Vera.

Draco sits alone - he wants to have the whole thing for himself. Hermione sits between Ron and Harry.

During the ride, Draco is having lots of fun as he puts his arms up in the air.

Hermione screams, so does Harry - however, he’s having fun as well. Ron is scared that he might throw up. Thankfully, he doesn’t.

Narcissa, Laura and Vera are screaming, too. So does Y/N as she grips Snape’s and Lucius’ hands. They both smirk at that.

Occasionally, Lucius screams as well. He tries his best not to, but he fails.

Snape doesn’t scream - in fact, he doesn’t utter a single word. Much to Laura’s dismay. She was sure that he was going to scream like everybody else.

Once the ride is done, they exit to look at the picture. Laura can’t believe it - Snape doesn’t look scared at all. He has his usual unreadable expression while everybody else has their mouths open, arms up in the air looking like they are having fun.

Except for Ron - the boy looks quite uncomfortable in the picture.

Lucius laughs. “I will buy one picture for each of us - we absolutely have to save this” he says as he smirks.

Once he has bought ten copies of their picture, the group keeps walking. Lucius snorts when he sees a witch decoration - the Muggles clearly have prejudices when it comes to magical beings.

Narcissa frowns at the clothing for the witch decoration. Muggles have no idea what witch fashion is like. They got it all wrong.

Vera suddenly spots something that makes her nudge Laura to get her attention.

“What?” Laura asks curiously.

Once she sees it, she smirks. “Hey, why don’t we go in there?” she questions the others.

They all turn around to look - it’s a spooky house.

“Enter at own risk” Hermione reads out loud.

Ron gulps. “Maybe we shouldn’t…” he says, shaking a bit from fear.

Draco snorts at that. “Are you seriously scared of that, Weasley? It’s just Muggles dressing up in silly costumes to scare us” he says, looking amused at Ron’s fearful face.

A fearful face that quickly turns redder than his hair. “I’m not scared!” Ron states, trying to look more confident.

“Well, I am definitely skipping this - I do not wish to get a heart attack” Narcissa says as she chuckles.

Hermione nods. “Me too, I will stay out here” she states.

Harry then looks at the three girls. “Will you stay here as well?” he asks them gently.

All three shake their heads. “Nope, I’m going” Vera says, sounding confident.

“Me too, dude - I need to see if it’s true that nothing can scare Snape” Laura says, challenging the Potions Master.

Snape smirks. “As you wish” he simply says, accepting it.

Lucius chuckles to himself - he can’t wait to see this.

“Well, I’m going as well - I just can’t promise that I won’t scream” Y/N says, giving a nervous laugh.

Lucius smirks at that. “Severus and I will protect you, darling” he reassures her.

She blushes but smiles at him. “Thank you, Lucius - just don’t hex any of them, otherwise you will have to obliviate a lot of people” she says as she chuckles.

Narcissa and Hermione wish them good luck as Snape, Lucius, Y/N, Laura, Vera, Draco, Ron and Harry enter the spooky house. It’s quite dark in here.

Suddenly, something pops out of nowhere - it’s a creepy clown face.

“I hate clowns!” Vera exclaims while screaming.

As they keep walking in the dark, Ron screams as a big spider turns up.

“S-spider!” he yells, almost fainting.

As Draco confidently walks ahead of the others, a zombie jumps out of nowhere.

“Salazar’s hairy arse!” the boy screams.

Harry starts to laugh. “Salazar’s hairy arse?” he questions, still laughing. Vera, Laura, Y/N and Ron laugh as well.

“Shut up, Potter!” Draco says through gritted teeth.

Just then, Harry screams as well when a snake slithers near his head. Draco laughs at that.

Lucius and Snape are holding Y/N’s arms protectively - she’s quite scared.

Lucius chuckles a bit. “Do not worry, Y/N. There is nothing to fear, we are here” he assures.

Just then, a dragon pops out of nowhere, spewing fire.

“Fuck!” Lucius exclaims.

Y/N can’t help but giggle at that - it was funnier than it was scary.

Laura almost gets a heart attack when a ghost creeps near her.

“Boo!” it repeats as it floats near her.

“Jesus Christ!” she exclaims, holding a hand over her heart.

After a long journey of surviving the spookiness, they finally exit the place as the light blinds their eyes.

“So, how was it?” Narcissa gently asks.

Laura can’t believe it - Snape wasn’t scared, at all! He barely even blinked.

As the Potions Master is distracted, Laura takes the opportunity - this is her only chance!

While the man is talking with Lucius as the teenagers explain their experience with the spooky house to Narcissa and Hermione, Laura sneaks up on him.

“Boo!” she yells.

Caught off guard, Snape gives a small high-pitched scream. That’s right, Severus Tobias Snape just screamed - and it was Laura who spooked him.

It was only a small scream, but a scream nonetheless. She succeeded in her mission.

Vera, Draco, Harry and Ron start to laugh uncontrollably.

“Ha, you just screamed!” Laura says, looking smug.

Snape glares at her. That insolent little…

Lucius can’t help but laugh as well. “I must say, I did expect you to scream like a girl - but your actual scream is much better” he confesses, still laughing.

Everybody keeps laughing, even Y/N can’t help it. She tries her best to stop as she covers her mouth with her hand.

Snape sighs. He will never hear the end of this.

Author’s note:

The reference to Lucius wearing the Elsa costume is from book 3 chapter 20, by the way!

Also, if you liked this, then you might also like Christmas at the Burrow (SS, LM), Happy New Year! (SS, LM), Snape’s Birthday (SS) and Valentine’s Day (SS)!

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#harry potter #fanfiction #the keeper of the diamond #severus snape #lucius malfoy #severus snape x reader #lucius malfoy x reader #reader #halloween #one shot #one shots

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valeskakingdom · 3 years

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Hi! I wanted to make you a request for a jerome x reader bc I saw that you write so well! Anyway, could you do a one shot where jerome and female reader meet when hes been kidnapped by Theo and she's an assasin that works for him that interrupts his speech that he's doing to the maniax (and if you could do her with a few tattoos, dressed in leather and covered in blood bc she just ended a "work" For Theo it would be great but you're not obligated) and they are fascinated by each other and begin to be friends and.. Idk if you can use your mind to make them sleep together 😂 and one last thing she has a strong personality but it's not like she never smiles like she has emotions ahahha (so she's not bitchy like I've seen doing in other fics), and she's kinda dominant in bed.. Like she is a switch, if you don't want to do it bc you don't like the idea it doesn't matter

Requested by @rott3nheart

Thank you!! Okay so, I tried to do my best on it. Honestly about the switch thing I kinda felt uncomfortable but still I tried to do my best. Hope you enjoy reading:)

PS: sorry that I took so long. had a lot of stuff to deal with

PSS: I split that request in two parts again because of the enormous length. Post the next part right after that here

Jerome x female reader (part 1)

Warnings: mention of sex, murder and violence

Another day full of work. Another day where a human life had to end.

Another day where you had to do a favor for your boss Theo Galavan.

He want to become the most powerful man in Gotham - the major. He wanted to win the election. It would be a tragedy if he didn't because any of his competitors seem to be better. It would be scandalous, wouldn't it?

Your previous days were the same as now: Theo called you, he wanted you to do him favors which obviously meant to kill people that could cause trouble.

Every day you came back covered in blood with messy hair, Theo thanked you, you had a nice conversation with Tabitha - your best friend - and then you made your way to clean your weapons and slowly drift to sleep.

Your every day life didn't bore you though. Oh no, you loved it! You loved the thrill every time you chase someone, tortured him and then killed him. The whole process was giving you chills, just the thought of it was enough.

You walked after that guy through a crowd of people. You took your time, even bought a coffee and some candies for yourself while chasing the guy. You didn't want to stand out.

Then you just waited for the perfect moment where barely people were around you and BOOM! - that guy was shot by you.

You tried to call Tabitha telling her Theo's competitor was dead, she didn't pick up.

It made you suspicious - usually she always picked up. So either she was busy with killing someone or she had to help Theo with some business.

You sighed for yourself and looked down at the dead body right in front of you. That corpse had to disappear. And so you decided to do what you always did: you carried the corpse to a forest, chopped it up with your axe and buried it anywhere.

And that was what you did. You carried that dead guy, stumbled at first through his weight but then you quickly made your way. Luckily the forest was near the place where you killed him and second of all, you made sure no one was watching you. You knew many ways through where you could literally invisible.

You walked through bushes, ran through little dark alleys and finally arrived the forest. You walked through it, deep enough until you were sure that this place was perfect to bury a corpse. You let the corpse fall on the ground, staring at it for a while. The guy's skin was pale already and he stopped bleeding.

"Well, I'm sorry my dear, but it's time to chop you up." You grabbed the axe from your back pocket and started the process.

First you chopped up the arms, then the legs, the head and then the guy's body in little several parts.

Of course, you always had a shovel next to your axe. How else should you eradicate a corpse? As fast as possible you dug little holes into the ground to shove the guy's body parts into them. It didn't take you that long, maybe an hour or two.

As you finished your work with pride you slowly walked out of the forest still making sure no one was watching you - and luckily no one did.

You tried to call Tabitha again - but again she didn't pick up the phone.

"Ugh, I hope she has a good reason not to respond. If she's fucking someone then I'll fucking kill her!" you hissed putting your axe and the shove back in your pocket and quickly made your way to Theo's Tower.

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Finally the elevator opened and you entered Theo's living room.

People in some kind of small wagons were standing with their backs in front of you being tied up. Tabitha stood aside while you heard Theo was holding a speech about people's attitudes - you didn't pay attention to his words.

Being covered in blood and dirt you stepped forward, straight walking to Theo.

"Hey, Theo. Work is done!" You nodded to him, then turned your head to Tabitha "Hey Tabby."

"You have some uhm..." In disgust, she gestured that you have 'something' in your face and your body.

"I know. Had to chop up that guy." You shrugged. Somehow you felt watched so you turned back to Theo and his 'fellows'.

Every one was looking around besides a young ginger boy. He was eyeing you with a mischievous grin. His eyes expressed the pure evil. That guy was born to be a villain, that you can tell.

You viewed him from head to toe. He was still in his Arkham clothings.

His skin was pale, almost white. His eyes were as blue as the ocean, his lips red with a permanent smile on his face. The ginger was tall, not too skinny and not too fat. He had a standard body, maybe with some abs. Craziness was written in his face. You could tell he was crazier than all the others together. For you, he was interesting. You saw him as an opportunity to have some fun at work if Theo allows, or for fun after work.

"(Y/n)..." Theo gave you a little annoyed smile which let you know that you interrupted "Haven't expect you yet. You arrived here quite early."

"A simple kill isn't hard work, T," you crossed your arms with a slight laughter positioning yourself right next to Tabitha.

"Anyways," Theo looked back to the inmates walking past them slowly "Today is the first day of a wonderful future for all of you. If you wanna."

"Who are you?" A blonde, actually pretty girl asked him with a stern undertone.

"Well, now the question is: who are you?" Theo turned to the ginger "The world sees criminal lunatics. I see brilliance...I see charisma..." He walked back to the blonde "And power." And that was what he repeated while making deep eye contact with the blonde.

"Yes, exactly my man." The ginger growled with a sigh "That is so spooky, that is me to a T." He swung his head to the other inmate's direction contemptuously "These other bozos are, I don't know but you're singing my song." The ginger grinned.

You zoned out for a moment not listening to what Theo was saying.

You started thinking about the ginger: about how he and you made plans to kill others. It'll surely be crazy. For you he seemed to be like a showman. He needed attention, he was always right, he acted like his actual rivals mwere his best buddies... You could take advantage of it plus he could entertain you a little with jokes or his ordinary behavior.

"(Y/n)?" Tabitha snipped with her fingers in front of your eyes interrupting your train of thoughts "You alright?"

"Yeah. Was just thinking about something." You shook your head quickly trying to stop thinking about that ginger.

"About what?" Tabitha frowned "is it the ginger?"

"Why do you ask?" You scoffed taking a look at your fingernails trying to act completely uninterest. You hated talking about such a topic - especially when there weren't any kind of feelings, just nice thoughts.

"Don't play fool with me-..."

"I'm not." You interrupted her "Have no reason to."

"Tabitha, would you uh...?" You heard Theo say gesturing to the old inmate that Theo has uncuffed before.

Oh damn, that old guy will die you thought because you knew Theo. When he has a plan, everyone had to agree. If not, they'll die. There was no other option, he never showed any mercy.

"Miss Kean is coming with me." The inmate was uncuffed and he made his way to the blonde girl.

"Oh, she doesn't wanna go where you're going to." Theo stated shortly before Tabitha swung her whip and strangled the man.

His head already reddened and gagging for air. His hands tried to pull her whip away from his throat to breathe again. It didn't work though.

Tabitha pulled him on the ground and continued to strangle him. The other inmates, Theo and you just watched the whole scene.

Then she kicked him in his stomach as she sat on his body. He gasped for air still being strangled by her whip and then...she stabbed him - over and over again until she slit his throat. Blood was splashing on her and on the inmates' clothings as it spread along the floor. You heard gasps from the blonde and others every time Tabitha's knife drilled the old man's skin.

One of the inmates, it was a fat smeary man with grubby hair, kept staring at them almost psychotic with a grin. The ginger stared at the corpse staring to cackle.

It made you chuckle. You liked this straining atmosphere somehow. Most of the inmates' faces expressed fear and so you knew they'd do what Theo, Tabitha or you say anyhow. They surely didn't want to end like this old man.

"Anyone else who wanna leave?" Theo gave one of his mischievous grins. The inmates said nothing, some stared at him in fear, others just simply nodded.

"Tabitha, (Y/n)! Uncuff the guys. I'm sure no one likes to be handcuffed at home."

So that's what you did.

You took the little knife that was hidden in your pocket and severed the roped that were tied up all around them. Then you opened their handcuffs.

The smeary fat mam was the first, then a tall baldy, and then the ginger.

You looked at him for a while before you uncuffed him. He was kinda hot in your eyes as you examined him from the near. You affected his craziness, it even turned you on - somewhat. He was kinda special.

Most crazy people you knew were stupid, and dirty, and disgusting. You really didn't want to interact with them - not even for money.

And then there was the ginger. He wasn't nothing of it. He seemed to be clever, have brains...he knew what he wanted and he got everything, whether with or without violence. The word crazy was written in his face - he was everything else than normal. Maybe he was crazier than all the other inmates together? You didn't know yet, but you'd like to know. He aroused your interest a lot with his abnormal behavior.

"How many people have you killed doll?" He turned his head to you that he could still see through the corner of his eyes.

"Surely a lot more than you, sweetie." You responded with a slight chuckle "Guess, I'm some longer into that business than you, freshman."

"You're a feisty one, I like that." He grinned at you as you stood right in front of him.

"And I'm a lot more." You chuckled dark ripping the last handcuffs from his wrists.

You teased a little hoping you aroused his interest as he did with you. You knew Theo wouldn't let you take that ginger. It would cross all his plans and he'd be mad at you, threaten you and such. So you needed play tricks on him.

You didn't know what led you to all this. You just wanted that little ginger for yourself.

"We both speak the same language, how exciting! Finally I'm not only ordinary kid under all those apes. By the way, I'm Jerome." Grinning wider the ginger took a step forward to come down from this wagon and rubbed his wrists "Damn, they were tight."

"(Y/n)" you gave him a short smile "And yeah, just wanted to make sure the little bad boy's not escaping." You grinned shortly before you turned around to head back to your room.

"Oooh! What's that?" You suddenly felt Jerome's grip on your axe - your holy axe.

Within 2 seconds, you pulled your axe out of the back pocket and pressed the blade in against his throat. You could see how some blood covered the blade.

You hated it when someone touched your axe. It was your axe. No one besides you was allowed to touch it, not even to use it. Not even Theo or Tabitha.

Jerome gasped in surprise - probably by your fast reaction. And then again you saw a little smile was formed in his face.

That guy really cannot stop smiling, can he? You thought.

"You shouldn't touch other people's weapons. You could get killed." You pressed the knife a little harder against his throst.

"I know, how impolite, isn't it?" He sighed in shock "People really have no manners."

"(Y/n)! I'd feel relieved if you didn't kill our guest right after their arrival." Theo claimed giving you a stern look.

"Wasn't about to do that," You put the axe back in your pocket giving Jerome a mischievous grin "Just taught the little ginger one of our most important rules."

You turned away again and walked along the floor to your room and swung your hips exaggerating. You knew Jerome was staring at you and you knew he examined your body.

Before you could even open your door, Jerome ran after you eagerly. It was amusing to you. He seemed to be interested in you as well. You felt strange though because he was running after you like a poor dog.

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innaminitus · 5 years

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Praise

Pairing: Loki x reader

Request: loki smut where the reader is extremely timid and shy and he finds it endearing and also a bit of a turn on because it makes him feel that much more powerful when she blushes and has trouble making eye contact? also praise kink cause oof ps. i love love love your writing so much and this will probably be the end of me if you end up writing it (from anon)

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The reader is super shy and part of the avengers. Loki thinks she’s cute so he’s constantly whispering dirty stuff he wants to do to her in explicit detail into her ears when he walks past her and he keeps doing this and she gets super pent up about it and then he does it one time and then she just grabs his collar and pulls him into a kiss and is like “if u really want to do all that stuff to me, do it” and then after that night they try and have sex in riskier places around the compound. (from anon)

Warnings: smut, language

Word count: 1732

A/N: so the freaking app i’ve been using for my headers had decided to fking delete my font?????? and i had to use different one, i don’t wike it

“Loki? Are you asleep?” Your voice was quiet when you asked him through the door, almost wanting him to be asleep, just not to cause any trouble.

It was around two in the morning and you woke up to use the bathroom, but was petrified when you saw a large spider crawling on the floor. As soon as it hid under your closet you run out of the room and headed to the only person that could possibly still be awake.

It wasn’t that you were always so spooky, it was just the case of spiders, ever since your childhood when a particularly fat one fell on your face while you were falling asleep in your parents’ holiday cabin.

You wanted to walk away and maybe wake Steve, but at the very moment the door opened and Loki’s sleepy face peaked at you from the gap.

“What do you need, petal?” He yawned, fixing his hair so the lost strands didn’t poke his eyes.

You blushed at the nickname he gave you. It was, after all, the whole reason for the nickname itself – your constant blushing once reminded him of roses, and the element of it stayed with you ever since.

“There’s a spider in my room,” you murmured, unwanted sense of guilt shredding your insides when he rubbed his eye, trying to wake himself up.

“Is it big?”

“Huge,” you nodded and parted your hands to show him the size, maybe exaggerating it a bit.

Loki sighed and walked out of his room, closing the door shut behind him.

“Well then, I shall make sure it doesn’t eat you.” He smirked at you as he walked past you. “At least not before I do it first.”

The blush on your face deepened and overtook your whole body, angering you as it did, since it was exactly what Loki wanted. He just loved making you blush and shy, always saying things like that.

I bet you taste just as good as what you cook.

Gods, I can just imagine what else you can do with that mouth of yours.

At first he was just making fun of you, cockily enjoying how embarrassed you were, but lately it became more… intimate. As if he really wanted to do all these things to you, things he sometimes whispered hotly to your ear while holding your waist during missions.

I would rip that leather off of you in a second, petal.

You would lie if you said his words didn’t make you feel hotness between your legs, and that you never touched yourself to the memory of his breath surrounding your neck, to the fantasy of him doing all these filthy things to you.

But that was something you kept in secret. No one could know, after all, not if you didn’t want to be made fun of. Falling for the villain, for the bad boy. How very fanfiction-ish of you.

You followed him to your room, and pointed at your closet.

“I saw it last there.”

But Loki didn’t bend to see underneath it, he stretched his hands so the palms were facing the floor and a second later you felt the air pulsating, tinted with green light, playing with rays of the moonlight peaking from untight curtains. You saw it diving across the floor and walls before Loki rapidly moved one of his hands and a spider flew from under your bed, and hung in the air before you.

“Throw it out, throw it out, throw it out!” You turned away and screamed when Loki made the spider fly after you.

He laughed and threw it out the opened window.

“I must say, that’s not exactly the reason I’d like you to wake me up to in the middle of the night,” he said, heading his way to the door.

“What reason would you prefer?” You suddenly asked when his fingers were wrapped around the doorknob, ready to leave. Your heart was pounding and you weren’t actually sure you said that out loud.

He turned with a cocky smile and took a step in your direction, only then you realized how close you actually were. He wrapped a string of your hair around his finger and pulled your face closer to his, his warm lips only barely touching your cheek.

“The wetness between your legs. Your lips around my cock. Or my fingers in your pussy, driving you crazy. These are the reasons I’d prefer,” he whispered in a husky voice, your cheeks crimsoned and womanhood throbbed.

“Do it, then,” you whispered as well, forgetting how to breathe.

“What do you want me to do, petal?” His finger caressed your cheek, he looked down at you.

“Everything you always say to me,” your heart stopped beating as well, “do it all.”

And just like that, within a split second his lips were on yours, tasting the blush and bold words said in the moonlight. He kissed you gentler than you would imagine, his hands cupped your face and you couldn’t help but lean on him, diving into the soothing coldness of his skin, into the sudden affection that surrounded you whole.

Loki’s arms wrapped around your waist and brought you even closer, at the same time when his tongue sneaked into your mouth, caressed the roof of your mouth. You let yourself drown in the moment, to hope it would last forever.

His hands dived under your pajama shirt, cold fingers on your hot skin caused goose bumps. You let him take the shirt off, sudden breeze from the opened window made your nipples harden. Without a thought you covered your bare chest with your hands, sure that the crimson blush on your face was well visible despite the darkness.

Loki gently wrapped his fingers around your hands, his thumbs massaging the palms.

“Don’t…” His voice was quiet when he encouraged you to expose yourself. You did it, holding his hands, allowing him to see you. “You’re perfect.”

Somehow it was all you needed to give up to him entirely. A passionate kiss warmed your lips again, and with shaking hands you took off your pants and underwear, shivering with excitement.

Loki took a step, forcing you to sit on the bed as he kneeled in front of you. He brought you to the edge of it and with heavily beating heart you let him lay you on the bedsheets. His hands caressed your thighs before he parted them, and a delightful sigh came to your ears.

“Oh, petal... Marvelous.”

You felt his fingers dipping in your wetness, smearing it all over your pussy before he pushed two fingers inside of you, making you squirm. His fingers were skilled, he curved them just enough to hit the right spot, soon turning you into moaning mess, forgetting how to breathe when his tongue swiped a stripe between your folds, collecting the juice and groaning with satisfaction before sucking on your clit.

You had him kneeling before you, his mouth and fingers on your pussy, almost coming at the spot just at the taste of you.

Your fingers dived into his hair, but instead of pressing him firmer against you, you pulled his hair to kiss him. Your juices on his tongue were salty, his kisses became more greedy. You crawled to the head of the bed, dragging him with you, tugging on his clothes to take them off.

His naked form was pressed against your body, you were lazily kissing him back, your face wet, your bodies sweating in the hot August night, hands sticking, breaths unsteady.

You dared to kiss his neck, to taste the salt from his skin, to even tug it a little.

His length was poking your stomach, twitching, begging for friction, for warm pussy to clench around it. You wrapped your fingers around it and he let out a sigh, warming the skin of your collarbone he was kissing. He adjusted his pose, your legs rested on his back, he cocked his hips at the same time you moved yours and just like that his cock was finally sliding into your aching pussy.

You gasped when he filled you whole, every inch of his member inside you, his abdomen rubbing your clit.

“How can– how can a mortal be this ideal?” He groaned and began to thrust, quickly picking up a fast pace. “Good little girl, all tight for me–“

You dug your hills in his back, forcing him to pound into you harder, kissing every word off his lips. He was stretching you perfectly, the way you never knew you needed.

“Got anything else nice to say?” You whispered when his fingers pinched your nipple before kneading your breast.

He smiled and kissed your neck, an especially hard thrust made you moan loudly.

“My petal likes to be praised?” He licked a stripe up your neck. “Good, because there’s a lot to praise…” You pulled him to kiss you, his tongue immediately slid into your mouth, taking the control you never had. “Such a precious pussy, clenching on my cock…” He smirked when you moaned loudly, his words turning you on like you’d never imagine. “Those perfect tits bouncing when I fuck you hard, I could cum just at the sight of them,” he gasped in your jaw before kissing you, fingers on your nipple tightening the grip. “My good girl…”

It was just too much, electricity flew from the place where he was pinching your nipples, it travelled down and met the hotness between your legs, the ecstasy was closer than the sky, closer than the molecules surrounding you, Loki swallowed your moans and the only thing you heard when your legs began to tremble was the squeaking of the springs. Orgasm shattered you like a porcelain doll, you didn’t know where you started and Loki ended, you felt him groan in your neck before spilling his cum inside of you, your bodies still firmly joined seconds after.

Your breathing came back to normal, what you couldn’t say about your heart that was pounding in your chest, the outline of it almost visible on your skin. Loki collapsed next to you, his breathing no better than yours.

The only thing you recalled before suddenly falling asleep was Loki’s cold skin pressed against you, his arms wrapping around your waist to spend the night in your company.

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plus-size-reader · 4 years

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Lockdown

Oscar “Spooky” Diaz x Martinez!Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1243 words

Warnings: none

Summary: Getting stuck in lockdown with Oscar and the others, and really getting to know him, for the first time in your lives.

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The neighborhood going into lockdown wasn’t rare.

With so many gangs so close together, it wasn’t surprising that they would need to keep people off the streets from time to time.

However, that didn’t make them any less annoying.

You had been taking a shower in the bathroom when you heard the sirens. It was probably the worst time to have this happen, considering everyone else was out and about but you didn’t care.

If you had to be locked in, you would rather be alone.

You hummed along to the music filling the small bathroom as you finished up and turned the water off. Being in for the night could be nice, you could watch a movie and make popcorn. You rarely got the house to yourself with so many other people living here.

However, that whole plan came crashing down when you opened the bathroom door to find the entire kitchen table surrounded.

Suddenly, coming out of the bathroom in only a towel didn’t seem like such a good idea.

“Oh god, hermana-cover it up” Ruby groaned, immediately covering his eyes with his hands, ignoring the stares of both Jamal and Jasmine, who was feeling your vibe.

...You two could be real good friends.

You had no idea what they were doing here, but you should have been happy they weren’t out on the street right now. At least you knew they were safe.

“Sorry! I didn’t know you were here” you gasped, pulling the towel closer to your frame, trying to make sure that you were completely covered.

If you’d have known, you would have gotten dressed before coming out.

Obviously.

“Just go!”

So, rather than stand there and embarrass yourself further, you turned toward your room, leaving the group of kids to their games.

Clearly you should have checked every crevice of the house though because by the time you made it to the living room, you ran into Spooky, who really shouldn’t have been here.

...Was the whole neighborhood here right now?

“Oh Dios Mio!” you allowed, holding the towel to your chest tighter and tighter by the second. It was bad enough that you’d been like this in front of your brother and his friends, but now Spooky was here too.

It was too much.

“Calm down mamita, damn” Oscar grinned, not even hiding the fact that his eyes had been slipping down to your frame this entire time.

You couldn’t believe that he was acting this way. You two had hardly talked since Cesar and Ruby had become friends but now he was sitting on your couch.

“What are you doing here? Where’s Cesar?” you wondered, you hadn’t been looking for him in the other room but you were sure that he was missing from the core four.

You had gotten used to their presence in this house but the gangbanger on your couch was brand new.

“I came here looking for him” Spooky shrugged, acting as if his actions were self-explanatory, though you had to point out that they weren’t. You had no way of knowing that anyone was here until a few minutes ago.

More than anything though, you also found yourself worrying for the kid. You knew what would happen if they caught him out there and you just hoped that he showed up soon.

Not that you could think about that while basically naked in your living room, getting eyed by a cholo.

“Okay-cool, well I’m gonna just go and get dressed, so…” you rambled, heading for the stairs without looking back.

You hated that your stomach did flips when you looked back to find Spooky’s eyes still glued to you.

You shouldn’t have even cared if he looked at you, like you felt when you got catcalled on the street. However, there was something different about Spooky.

Oscar.

His name was Oscar, and in this house, he was going to have to get used to being called by it. You weren’t one of his homies, and you weren’t going to call him by that goofy nickname.

You made a mental note of that as you pulled your t-shirt over your head, just glad you hadn’t decided to make a mad dash upstairs naked.

...It could have been worse than it was.

Still, you weren’t sure how to feel as you made your way back downstairs, now fully dressed. You knew that the lockdown wasn’t over yet, and that Spooky was likely still waiting for you.

You just hoped that you could actually keep it together for long enough to not make a fool out of yourself.

It wasn’t your fault that you were attracted to him. Oscar was fine as hell, and you simply took notice of it but that didn’t mean you wanted everyone else to know how you felt.

That was just for you to know at this point.

You couldn’t possibly handle it if he ever found out. It would kill you because you knew that Oscar didn’t feel the same way about you and you would never live it down.

Not that that mattered right now.

As soon as you walked down the stairs, you found Oscar waiting for you, that smug smile on his face. Your leaving had only left him to think about the cute panic on your face when you saw him, and how beautiful you looked fresh out of the shower.

He had never thought about it before, but he had never really seen you in that way.

...But now that he had, Spooky was never going to get it out of his head.

“I was worried you were never gonna come back, Mami” he joked, clearly having a good time teasing at your expense. However, you didn’t mind all that much.

After all, you just had to own what had happened, or else he had a point. “Trust me Oscar, that wasn’t the worst that could have happened” you shrugged, plopping down beside him on the couch.

At some point, the power had gone out, which meant that you would have to find something else to occupy your time, since tv wasn’t an option.

...It only meant that you had to really spend time with Oscar that you may not have otherwise.

“I hate lockdowns” you sighed, you liked being home but when you were told that you couldn’t go out anymore, that was all you wanted to do.

The male beside you nodded, having a hard time tearing his mind away from his younger brother and where he was at the moment. If there wasn’t a lockdown right now, he could just go out there to find him himself.

Luckily, he had you to take his mind off of it.

“You wanna play cards?” you suggested, looking back into the direction of the kitchen where the kids were.

You didn’t peg Oscar for the card playing type but anything would be better than just staring at the wall, worrying about where Cesar was.

If you were all going to be stuck here for who-knows-how-long, you might as well make the best of it.

“Cards?” he hummed, a strange tone in his voice that, when you looked over at him, proved to be amusement.

Oscar was actually laughing at you

“Yeah, you have any better ideas?” you questioned, not really expecting him to answer you. However, the Santo didn’t even miss a beat.

“I think you’d be pretty good at strip poker”

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