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JAILED PART 2 — toxic!rafe x fem reader
summary: part one here — rafe gets out of jail the next morning after his dad bailed him out, and he is forced to apologize to you.
warnings: none in this one! rafe is much less toxic than in part 1.
after spending a few hours in jail, rafe’s dad bails him out after signing tons of paper work and hours of talking to the officers.
: ̗̀➛ 𝓶𝔂 𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
“come on, cameron. you’re free to go” an officer begins opening the cell, watching as rafe grabbed his stuff and walked out. he greeted his dad at the end of the hallway, who looked less than amused.
“hey dad” rafe says, but ward didn’t have a response. the disappointment look on his face said it all. “really? nothing?” rafe asks as the pair begin heading out of the building and into ward’s car.
“rafe, it’s 6am. do you really think i wanna be here right now?” ward replies, swinging open his car door and angrily shutting it after he got in. rafe got in the passenger side. “i’m sorry” rafe says in a non-meaningful way, but at least he said it. “don’t say sorry to me, say it to y/n.” ward tells him, turning the engine on and driving away.
“y/n? is she at the house?” rafe asks, looking at his dad who isn’t looking back at him. “yeah, she’s at the house. she came in last night crying her eyes out because of you” ward says, taking a quick glance at his son. rafe doesn’t respond, he just looks down in his lap to rethink about what he did, and how he made you feel.
“huh, you gonna say sorry to her?” ward asks, almost in a demanding way in which rafe doesn’t have a choice. “yes, dad” he nods. “good. she’s staying in your room, so don’t go in there until she’s awake.” ward tells him, making him frown.
“but it’s my room..?”
“don’t go in there until she’s awake. you hear me?” ward repeats, not owing his son an explanation. “fine” rafe rolls his eyes, finally agreeing.
“she’s a good girl, rafe, what the fuck are you doing?” ward asks, needing to know the reason as to why his son is abusive towards the girl he loves, the girl who cherishes him.
“i don’t know, dad, alright? we just had too much to drink.” rafe blames it on the alcohol, but he’s just as much the same when he’s sober. “so you got in your car and proceeded to drive with her shit scared in your passenger seat? begging you to stop?” ward argues.
rafe sighs loudly and rolls his eyes, not knowing what to say now. “you could’ve killed her, and yourself!” ward continues to argue, wanting to know why his son is the way he is. “yeah, i know!” rafe argues back. it’s done now, it’s in the past you could’ve died, but you didn’t.
the rest of the drive home was silent. neither of them wanted to speak to each other, nor about the situation to avoid more arguments. when they finally got back to tannyhill, it was around 6:30 am, rafe got out and slammed the car door moodily.
“hey, watch it.” ward scolds him, pointing a finger at him as they both walk into the house. rafe avoids his bedroom with you in it, walking past it to get to the guest room. he didn’t get any sleep all night, so he decided to have a nap.
when he woke up, it was almost 10 am. he got out of bed and left the guest room, checking if his bedroom door was open yet. and to his surprise, it was. he peeked into the room, only seeing you nowhere. moments later, he hears the sound of your voice coming from downstairs.
he makes his way down the stairs, where your voice gets closer and closer. finally, he spots you in the living room, sitting on the couch with his sister, sarah. you were really close to sarah, so obviously you’d already told her what happened last night. when you both saw rafe come into the room, your mouths fell silent. sarah’s eyes darted at rafe, giving him a look of disgust.
“hey y/n” he says, “can i talk to you?” he asks, eyeing his sister to get her to leave. “whatever you have to say to her, i wanna listen” sarah says, not moving from her seat. “no, get out” rafe bickers with her.
“no, i wanna listen too.” ward’s voice suddenly says as he walks in from the kitchen. rafe rolls his eyes at the fact his dad and sister wanted to hear his apology for themselves. he accepts that they aren’t going to leave, and he sits down next to you.
“y/n, i’m sorry” he says, more sympathetic than he was with his dad in the car. you didn’t know what to say, because it certainly wasn’t ok, but you still loved him regardless. “i didn’t mean to scare you like that, or hurt you…” he went on. after a little, sarah and ward could see he meant his words, and they didn’t need to be there anymore. they both got up and walked out, leaving you to be alone with rafe so you could talk it out.
“i know…” you respond quietly, looking down at your lap and fidgeting with your hands. “no, hey, i really mean it. i love you, i didn’t mean to act like that…” rafe grabs your hands, holding them which made you look up into his eyes. “i love you.” he says again.
“i love you too, rafe. i just wish you would’ve said sorry before you got arrested and spent the night in jail. i stayed up for most of the night feeling guilty.” you huff, knowing you shouldn’t feel guilty but you were unsure if you made the situation worse or not.
“don’t feel guilty, baby. none of it was your fault” he tells you, which calms your mind a little. “i didn’t mean to make you mad at the beach, it’s just, i—” you begin to explain, but he cuts you off. “no, no, shh. i shouldn’t have gotten angry at you, it was my fault.” he says, his hands still holding yours and rubbing them softly.
“i’m sorry baby, do you forgive me?” he asks, watching as you struggle to find the right words to say. “…yes, i forgive you. just, don’t do that shit again. you really scared me” you sigh, tearing up just thinking about the whole situation.
“hey, i know. shh, come here” he comforts you, pulling you into a hug. you rest your head on his shoulder, side hugging him back. after a few moments of silence and just hugging each other, ward walks back into the room to see how it went.
“everything ok in here?” he asks, seeing rafe nod in response. though he isn’t looking for rafe’s answer, he wanted yours. you look up at him, sniffling and wiping your tears away. “yeah” you tell him, he watches as rafe rubs your back to comfort you.
ward nods, seeing as you put your head down to look into your lap, he looks at his son with daggers to remind him to behave. you dread to think what he would do if rafe did something mean to you again.
THIS WAS SHORT. but as requested, here’s part 2! rafe is much less toxic in this one, obviously:) hope you guys enjoy! <3
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#rafe cameron x reader#rafe cameron#rafe x reader#toxic!rafe#toxic!rafe cameron#dark!rafe#dark!rafe cameron
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Kai doesn’t have much of a gag reflex, at one point him and Donnie (safely) ran tests to see what she could and couldn’t swallow
#original character#tmnt oc#tmnt 2012 oc#rottmnt oc#they then proceeded to scare the fuck out of the others#with this knowledge
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BELLUM. me thinkin bout when the Dreemurr kids get brought over to Lo’s house to be babysat rather than her coming over to babysit at their house
is it an emergency where Toriel and Asgore had to call Lo before dropping the kids off like “hey we’re sorry but some SHIT is going down and we need to be somewhere but it’s somewhere we cannot / do not want to take the kids is there any way you can watch them for a couple hours???” and the kids are a lil freaked out and wanna be close to Lo cuz they’re all worried ?
is it something planned during the summer where the kids have WHINED AND WHEEDLED their way into not staying home all day but staying ‘home’ at Lo’s house and they’re just kinda being themselves in a different space ?
... is it because Kris is technically babysitter for the day but wanted to go see their friend and just brought their little sibs along cuz they know they’d never hear the end of it if they left the kids in the car or the yard while visiting ?
u decide
#is that a fucking gremlin ?? ( OOC. )#(( PLEASE they all love her so much#I can just imagine Chara falling asleep all cuddled up with Benji#or Frisk finding Lo's stash of bandages and proceeding to PLASTER those damn thing all over themself#or Asriel just clinging and crying bc Mom and Dad left really fast and something's going on and he doesn't understand it but he's scared#I JUST LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH DAMMIT#anyway u know Kris just goes over and visits her for no other damn reason than because she's their friend and they can#'' just checking up and seeing what you're doing oh hey we're all going out to the beach later for some bonfire thing you wanna come with ''#THIS FAMILY ! THIS FAMILY AND THEIR NEWEST MEMBER BECAUSE I DON'T EVEN CARE SHE IS ABSOLUTELY A MEMBER OF THEIR FAMILY ))
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I am now accepting applications for a Very Brave Bug Killing BF (or GF) because I—no joke—just spent two whole hours devising an elaborate plan to kill the centipede I had trapped under a container, bc I was too scared to risk touching it to smoosh it, and like. this is no way to live!!!!!!! 😭😭😭
#mel's musings;#no joke I sat there for tWO HOURS with it trapped#because I didn't know what to do!!!!#the first hour was spent basically just staring at it a) making sure it didn't escape#and b) hoping it would simply pass away from exhaustion lmfao#and then I tried to fucking. macgyver some like sticky paper or summin#by rolling up a bunch of tape onto a piece of paper and quickly slipping it under the container#at the EXACT RIGHT MOMENT the centipede was on the other side so it wouldn't escape thru the opening#bUT APPARENTLY THOSE MFERS CAN JUST WALK ALL OVER TAPE JUST FINE. IT DIDN'T EVEN GET A LITTLE STUCK!!!!!!!!!#so then I spent like 30 more minutes fucking staring at it because my BRILLIANT PLAN HAD FAILED#then I resorted to sliding another (this time plain) sheet of paper under the container#and proceeded to tape up all around the edges taping the paper TO the container so there were no openings#and then I really quickly turned the container upside down so the centipede would fall onto the plastic of the container#instead of being on the paper. bc i didn't want it chewing thru the paper#idk if they can do that but I wasn't taking any chances!!!!!!!!#bUT THEN IT STARTED CLIMBING UP THE PLASTIC 😭😭😭😭#and I was so scared of it finding a gap in the tape. so I shoved THAT contained into a DIFFERENT container#and brought the whole thing to the kitchen sink and turned the water on#but then that made the paper soggy and the centipede got OUT#and I tried to spray it with the.....the spray thingy sinks have. idk what it's called!!!!!#then I lost the centipede. idk if it died and went down the drain I didn't see it!!!!!!!#it was very stressful. anyways this is why I need someone to just do the squishing.
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Sorry if I am not as good about tagging stuff for the foreseeable future. I shattered the screen of my tablet (to the point where there are chunks missing and glass dust coming off under your fingers and you can see the electronics under the screen), and I normally use that + a keyboard case to browse tumblr. I’m using my phone now which means a.) no physical keyboard, and b.) I don’t have as much battery life so my time is more limited. I do not see a point where I can replace the tablet or get it fixed anytime soon either.
All that coupled with the fact that I normally use tumblr in a browser, not the mobile app, means it’s a lot harder to tag things now, especially if I can’t just tap to apply OP’s/the reblogger’s tags because they didn’t add any or i don’t like what they used etc.. Tumblr mobile is honestly tiny and kind of crap on my phone browser - the keyboard makes the screen elements squish together and some things like tag rearranging are broken.
TL;DR: You may possibly see more untagged posts from me in the coming weeks. I apologize, understand if you unfollow, and just. Yeah. I guess I just wanted to explain myself as I normally pride myself on my tagging etiquette.
#i was so sad when it happened#it actually fell like 10 ft because I dropped it while going down the stairs#right in front of my sister and brother in law too#we all froze and they audibly gasped when i picked it up and the glass chips fell on the floor#i walked back to the kitchen to begin making my lunch and i could tell they were horrified because they just stood there in the doorway#in silence#they know how much i use/depend on/love my tablet i’m on it so much and i use it as my primary computing device#so they just stood there in horrified silence while i walked away and my BIL asked if i needed anything and i said no i’m good#and i sounded so normal???? which i hated because i was very much NOT okay like after they left i say in the living room petting their dog#and crying a bit#idk why my default response to situations like this is to pretend everything’s fine??#i know HOW i can do- being in the closet for a decade will make you a great actor#but i’ve been out for ANOTHER decade now#i thought i had worked past that instinct#apparently not#fuck that took forever to type on my tiny ass keyboard AND i lost 2% battery while i did it#fuck this#i don’t even need the tablet that badly i can fall back to my ancient laptop for most things#but now i have to sit in my room alone to do all my tumbling instead of introvert socializing on the couch with my sister and BIL#i think i cried mostly because life just keeps kicking me#i quit my awful awful job on the verge of a mental breakdown and then proceeded to take a full fucking year to realize the trauma from that#was WAY worse than i had originally thought and i was straight up mentally no longer able to work in IT/computer programming anymore#i lost my apartment and i literally would have been living in my car until that got repossessed too and then been homeless#if it wasn’t for my family offering me financial support and a place to live#and i am SO privileged to have a support network that is both willing and able to help me out like that#but sometimes i have a panic spiral when i think about the fact that i could have EASILY become another statistic#another person who became unhoused because of mental health struggles at the perfectly wrong time#without my family i would have been living in a bus stop enclosure by now#it terrifies me how close i came to that. a homeless person came up to me and asked for money the other day and i almost started crying#both because of how scared i was that that could have been (and still could eventually be) me
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The Boeing Whistleblowers Weren't Assassinated
Anyone who looks into this past a few memes and headlines realizes that it's not actually much of a conspiracy.
The first whistleblower, John Barnett, did his whistleblowing back in 2017. The legal proceedings he was in before he died were related to a defamation case against Boeing, who "he claimed deliberately hurt his career and reputation because of allegations he’d made of grave safety breaches on the aircraft company’s production line."
He was suffering from PTSD and Anxiety Attacks from the length of the case, which shows the unjust levels of stress you get form being a whistleblower, but which also are not surprising comorbidities from suicide. Add to the fact that his wife had died a little over a year before, and it's a lot less suspicious that he would kill himself.
He did not tell his family "If I die, it wasn't suicide". The alleged witness was a friend of his mom who claimed he said it. That's not something we should treat as solid evidence.
The second whistleblower, Joshua Dean, got the Flu, then pneumonia from the Flu, then got MRSA in the hospital. These are very common diseases that also have C-grade death rates: Only ~30% of patients die of it, so it hardly makes sense as an assassination weapon.
Boeing has 32 whistleblower complaints, which is shocking but if they're going around killing whistleblowers they sure seem to be behind the fucking curve on it.
In both cases these deaths came long after the initial complaints, such that killing them doesn't get rid of the complaints, and given the 32 other cases it sure doesn't seem like they're trying to scare off new ones.
And beyond that, killing off whistleblowers is a strategy that only makes sense if you think of Boeing as a single organism and not an abstraction made of thousands of people. Yes, it's theoretically better for Boeing's bottom line if whistleblowers die, but the executives responsible for the fuck-ups these whistleblowers are pointing out? Won't go to jail for them. They will go to jail if they're caught hiring an assassin, something they would have zero practice doing and would be highly likely to fuck up like they did the company if they tried, and that risk isn't worth a little extra bonus on your stock options or whatever.
I really do not want this "Boeing killed the whistleblowers OMG" shit to stick around because it's blatantly unsupported and it will scare off future whistleblowers if this becomes common bullshit wisdom.
#copying this from a comment I made so it's not attached to a long post people might skip over#Boeing#Whistleblowers#1k
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Something about virgin Choso fucks me up in the head oh my god.
He acts tough. Every time he’s around you, talking to Yuuji, his brothers, he puts on a show as though nothing in the world matters, he’s always calm, layed back. Talking to him, you always got so nervous when he stared you down every time without a care in the world it seems, to you it looked like talking to anyone for him was easy as a breeze of wind, you kind of wished you were like that, like Choso. That also was half of why you were attracted to the man. The other half, well, self explanatory: he was great with his brothers, he was attractive in his own damn way which made your knees weak every time you saw him.
You hadn’t expected him to be a virgin, and a whiney one at that. When you had walked past the bathroom to the kitchen, you heard him in
the bathroom, he was masturbating.. Were you eavesdropping? Yes, but you couldn’t hold yourself from listening in to his beautiful cries of pleasure, whimpering, pleading for some reason, those pretty moans and whines turned you on more than you imagined. Well, the worst part came when you had not realized he was done already, you only realized when he opened the door and stood there, shocked, embarrassement flood over you and you just ran back to the guest bedroom.
If it only wasn’t for you getting carried away, this wouldn’t be happening right now, you and Choso sitting on the sofa, akwardly waiting for Yuuji to come back from the kitchen so the atmosphere turns nice again. You can feel Choso sneaking glances at you, fidgeting with the black silver rings on his fingers. Not wanting to have this continue for any longer, you decided you’d speak up.
“Listen, I’m sorry for yesterday, I just.. uh..”
You couldnt find a explanation for yourself.
“N-No, It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have.. Uhm, I shouldn’t have done it in the bathroom.”
“But I was eavesdropping on you, I need to apologize for that. I just couldn’t help but get carried away from… Shock!”
And as Choso was about to answer, Yuuji suddenly came into the room, having only heard muffles of your conversation.
“Yo, what’re you guys talking about?”
With a panic, you blurt whatever comes to mind.
“ Oh! I was just telling Choso that I’ll be helping him later.”
“Helping him with what?”
“Just washing the dishes, just to repay him for yesterday, I hit him after he scared me in the dark at night!
Yuuji seems content with that answer, and sits between you two. You couldn’t help but notice how Choso looked at you after you said you’ll help him later, eyes a little wide, a deep red spreading on his cheeks. He didn’t know whether to take it seriously or not, well, you were just making an excuse, but still, a gesture like that would blow his mind completely.
After the movie marathon, you both HAD to go wash the dishes, to play some truth into your silly excuse you gave to Yuuji, it was akward, very akward washing dishes with him. But you got to see Choso, the real him, how he was all fidgety, getting clumsy and blushing as hard as a cherry.
“Was it true..? What you said earlier?”
“What are you talking about, Choso?”
“H-How you said you’d help me later..”
“I am helping you thoug- Oh, you mean that?”
You said as the realization hit you, he was hard, and it was all because of your choice of words.
“I-I’m sorry, I am just gonna go, real sorry for thi-“
“N-No, Choso! I- I can help you, if you want me to?”
The sigh Choso gave out was huge.
“Please…”
That was all you needed to hear, proceeding to drag him up to his room at the back of the hall, the location of his room, being secluded and far away from any other room made you so grateful.
You sat him on the edge of his bed, leaning down to massage his thighs.
“How do you want me to help you, Choso?”
Hearing his name come out of your pretty lips always made him want to hold back smashing his face into yours, but now, he was just confused, he didn’t know what would be the most ‘appropriate’ thing to ask. All he wanted now, was to ruin you, to make you his, kiss you, feel and touch you everywhere he had ever dreamed of.
“I.. I don’t know, just- just touch me, do whatever, please..”
When you heard that, you immediately knew that he was a virgin, to your shock infact. Not wanting to torture this poor man any longer, you stopped massaging his thighs for a moment and told him to slide his sweatpants down, all the while looking at the wet spot of precum left on them.
You looked at his length for a second, before actually bringing your hand up to it, to rub and feel it to all of its size, he was huge, possibly the biggest you’ve ever had in a partner. It blew your mind and you wondered how it would feel inside you, how it would fill all of your insides, but, right now it was all about Choso’s pleasure which needed to be fixed.
The pool of precum doubled in size as you continued rubbing it, deciding to finally free it from his boxers, Choso moaned when it sprang up and hit his stomach. That made you look up at him, needing to hear more of his sounds, he looked back at you with a pleading look on his face which just said “please, touch me already”
You grabbed his length with your hand and started stroking it, slowly at first, picking up speed with some time. The moans, whines and whimpers this man put out were sent straight to your core.
“Please, Please, please, go faster, please, I’m gonna cum, Y/N, please!”
That motivated you to pick up speed, also to tighten your grip on his length to up the pleasure for him. His moans were getting out of control until you looked up at him with a strict look, telling him to be quiet. With that sense of dominance, he came all over, all over your hand, his stomach and thighs. His chest heaving, some small moans still coming out as he came down from his high.
You brought your hand up to your mouth, licking your hand and tasting Him before you began to walk out of his room, off to finish yourself off.
“W-Wait, can’t I make you feel good now?”
“I did this as an apology, Choso. Some other time, maybe.”
And with a wink and a smirk to him, you walked off to your room with an almost unbarable heat between your legs, it also had to be fixed.
NOT PROOFREAD ITS FUCKING 5 AM I WANNA GO SLEEP, ILL DO IT SOME OTHER TIME
#smut#jujutsu kaisen#choso fanfic#choso fluff#choso smut#choso x f!reader#choso x fem!reader#choso x female reader#choso x reader#choso x you#chosoxreader#choso kamo#jjk choso#choso my beloved#choso#jujutsu kaisen choso#choso x y/n
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Initiation pt.2
(football team x bttm cheerleader male/ftm reader)
(note: currently healing from pneumonia, but i'm back, i missed you sluts so much haha)
You gulped as you stared up at their musky cocks and sweaty faces. You thought initiations would be like drinking gross drinks or being pranked by the seniors...not...this. But who said you were complaining? You sucked on Ivan's cock as Gerald started going to town on your lower half. Gerald lightly prodded his tongue on your throbbing hole and started to eat you out.
You squeaked on Ivan's cock, the noise vibrating on his sensitive rod making him groan loudly. The twins looked over at you with devious grins on their faces, Luke slightly pushes Lucas to the side, making Lucas scoff and push Luke back. "Hey, I'm gonna get a handjob from him first!" Luke protested as Lucas stuck out his tongue at him.
The twins proceeded to bicker back and forth as Daniel stands in front of you, his face was red and embarassed. Ivan chuckles at his face, Ivan's blue eyes look down at you, groans bubbling from his throat whilst he's trying to speak. "This cutie has enough room in his mouth for the both of us, Danny. Get your knob slobbered over by this one."
Ivan's southern accent came out, his precum bursting in your mouth. Soft and lewd moans and whimpers came out muffled in your mouth as you felt Gerald lick a sensitive part of your hot, dripping sex. Ivan shoved more of his cock down your throat, the way that his cock curved over to the right scratched your throat...gosh, you won't be able to yell cheers for weeks after this.
Daniel shook his head at Ivan's offer, his hands over his boner as he refused to use you even though how enticing you looked right now...
Your mind was melting from the heat of the hot intimacy happening to your previously virgin body, you jerked your head back into Ivan's fat cock as Gerald's tongue prodded on your hole.
Daniel was going insane over your lewd expression as you were getting overstimulated. Ivan laughs at Daniel's unreadable face, "Too scared to fuck this cutie? C'mon, we gotta help him become the best cheerleader!" Ivan said with a deep laugh.
Gerald then pulled Daniel to his side, your aching and throbbing hole was presented to him lewdly. "C'mon Cap...relax for once and fuck this tight and delicious hole." Gerald offered to Daniel.
Daniel gulped heavily, his sweaty hands grabbed your soft yet muscular thighs which made his cock twitch. He pushed your legs apart easily, your flexibility made his cock twitch once more as he stared at your pretty hole that was winking at him.
"Cap, c'mon, fuck his little brains out! You starin' at his ass like you fallin' in love...I mean, shit I would too." Gerald stated jokingly whilst the others agreed. Daniel glared at him briefly as he felt his heart pump in jealousy.
He had to be honest. Ever since the first day of college, when he saw you dressed up like a stereotypical preppy cheerleader, he always used to scoff at those people, but you...you were just so...fucking cute and so nice.
The way you waved and smiled at him as he was just looking at you whilst he was walking in the campus, the way that you randomly gave him his favorite drink before a football match to 'boost your energy!'...why are you so fucking cute?
Daniel's hazel eyes shined as he grabbed your hips and the hot tip of his cock prodded against your throbbing hole. "I-I'm...gonna go in now." He said, his voice cracking in the process.
Your sex twitched cutely, it was like you saying 'go ahead, use me', Daniel's cock and heart throbbed as he accidentally roughly shoved his long and thick cock in your sex, making you moan loudly and your eyes tear up.
Ivan groaned as he felt the vibrations of your moans on his sensitive cock, making more precum ooze into your warm mouth. He laughed, "Woah there Cap'! I always knew you were a rough guy in the field, but I didn't know it was with sex too!" They all laughed as Daniel panicked slightly.
He soothingly rubbed the side of your hips with his rough hands as you relaxed around his cock. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you." Daniel said, panic and worry evident in his face. You grabbed his hand and placed it on your chest, almost like you saying that it was alright.
Daniel felt his face heat up even more as he started thrusting into you at a gentle pace, his hand started groping your pretty chest, tweaking your cute nipples, making your sex spasm around him. His eyes furrowed in frustration, 'Goddamnit...you're so cute.' He thought as he started thrusting faster.
The two twins finally ended their squawking and decided to let your two hands pleasure them both. Luke moaned softly as he felt your soft hand gently massage his cock, whilst Lucas used your other hand vigorously to pump his dripping cock.
Ivan pulled Gerald next to him and Gerald whipped out his thick and girthy cock, "I'm gonna pull out of your mouth for a sec' babe...'cuz you're gonna worship both our cocks." You nodded mindlessly as Ivan pulled his cock out of your mouth with a lewd pop.
You started licking Gerald's fat and musky cock and kissing Ivan's long rod. At this point, your mind has melted like butter. All of the football team was using you like a sex toy, whether or not if they were rough or not, they were so good at what they were doing...at football and sex.
Everyone started speeding up their pace as you slobbered onto Gerald's cock, making him groan. Ivan jerked off his cock on top of your face, his precum dripping onto your cute, fucked out face.
The two twins moaned loudly as they used your soft hands to jack off their cocks, Daniel started fucking you animalistically, making you moan loudly on the two cocks that were in your mouth now.
Everyone started moaning aggressively, as if they were doing the hardest and toughest of practices and drills...well...technically they were, just with you. You felt their cocks chub up as you felt an orgasm build up in your sex.
The final stretch, your eyes rolled to the back of your head as they all started spurting ropes of cum onto your body and into your mouth. You gulped down the cum in your mouth, your mind was working on autopilot at this point.
They all panted heavily as Daniel was still fucking you like an animal, your sticky hands went to his back as he adjusted your position for you to look at his face. Your cum stained face was so cute...Daniel hugged you whilst closing his eyes.
"Damnit...you're too cute!" He said whilst he came agressively into you, along with him, you also had your orgasm, making you moan lewdly and hug him back. You all panted heavily as Daniel pulled out of your used hole.
They all looked at each other and smiled in a smug way, telepathically saying to each other, 'Holy shit, we just fucked the cutest cheerleader.'
The two twins carried you to the showers where they cleaned your body. Gerald and Ivan brought you some clean clothes and snacks, you blushed a bright red as after they were fucking you like no tomorrow, they were now treating you like a prince.
The whole team made you relax as they cracked up jokes and silly stories as Gerald massaged your aching body. After a while, the whole team waved goodbye to you as they went home. Except Daniel.
Daniel sat next to you in silence, his face was flushed as he silently handed you his phone. "Please give me your number..." He said softly as you blushed. "O-okay...um...I can't believe you'd want to have sex with me again after absolutely wrecking me." You joked out with shy chuckle.
"N-No! I want to go on a date with you...that's why I asked for your number." Daniel said nervously. "Oh." You muttered out as you shakily typed in your phone number in his phone.
"T-Thank you!" He said quite loudly, he winced at himself as he stood up and suddenly kissed your soft lips. He pulled away with a shocked expression, as if he was shocked at himself for kissing you. "B-...Bye!" He blurted out as he left the locker room.
You placed your hand on your lips, and smiled slightly. You squealed softly. "Cute..."
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(THIS IS SO BAD I'M SORRY GUYS.)
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Darling, angel, sweetheart
Parings: Valentino x female!reader
Summary: You’re not in the “mood” but Valentino, being who he is, tries to coax you into having sex. And it’s hard to resist him. !THIS IS SMUT!
Warnings: Nsfw themes, 18+, dub/con, manipulation, k*lling, smoking, being taking advantage of, virginity mention, power imbalance, forced blowjobs, p in v sex, creampie, missionary position, neck biting, kissing/making out/french kissing, slight innocent reader, reader having a stuffed animal, cuddling, sleeping
A/N: UMMMM? FIRST SMUT FIC IVE EVER WRITTEN. KINDA NERVOUS!!! SORRY IF ITS ALL OVER THE PLACE 😭😭😭
You and Valentino had a complicated relationship. You wouldn’t say you’re “together” per-say, but you wouldn’t say that you aren’t. He makes it aware that he sleeps with other people from time to time, and that he actively flirts with people. But he promises that it’s only for business. To get more costumers and porn stars, to up his reputation.
You don’t live with him but you’re over at his place more than you are at your own house. He likes it when you’re always around him. Holding his hand, sitting in his lap, or under his desk while he’s in meetings or doing paper work, etc. You’re drawn to him like a moth is at light, which is ironic. He loves you, so much so that it doesn’t matter what he does in his spare time.. because he does always come back to you in the end. He loves you and you love him back.
You’re more of a shy, innocent, naïve thing. Valentino noticed that right away when meeting you. You were a virgin before he met you, but obviously not anymore. He took that from you the first night be met you. Though you’d never think you’d lose your virginity at such a fast pace.. there is just something about him that made you cave in. May it be his flirty nature, or his gentle touches.. whatever it is, you’re a fool for it.
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You’re currently laying in his bed, yawning and clutching into your stuffie. Today was a long day, all you want to do is cuddle up to Val and go to sleep.
You’re impatiently waiting for him to come in the room. You remember him mentioning how he has to shoot extra long tonight. He sounded frustrated about it, cursing under his breath.
You’re just about to doze off when Valentino bursts into the room loudly, the door hitting the back of the wall when he comes in, making you jump in fear.
“Fucking BITCHES!” He yells, his accent coming through. Slamming the door closed, he goes to light his cigarette while mumbling curse words under his breath.
He’s wearing his heart glasses, his red hat with the black and white feather, a black dress shirt that’s mostly un-buttoned with his gold chain, and white pants with a gold heart belt.
You’re looking at him concerned, you’ve never seen him lash out like this before. He’s always been kind and sweet. Little do you know he only wanted you to see that part of him, not wanting to scare you away too quickly. He’s done things you’ve not noticed, like that one time where a man was hitting on you in front of him. He said you were taken and then proceeded to bring you to the other room, telling you to wait there while he makes a phone call. Which in reality, he went back to that man and shot him in the head. Coming back to tell you it went well and that he loves you.
“Val?” You speak out, looking up at him.
He whips his head over to you and breathes out.
“Sorry you had to see that, sweetface. Just some fuckers who think they can talk back to me. Me! Can you believe that?” He says, shaking his head.
He looks away from you and sighs.
“It doesn’t matter though, does it? They’re dead now so there’s no need to stress.” He laughs.
You know he does bad things, even though he tries to hide it. You’re not blind. But you still like him nonetheless.
He stretches and moans, bending his head back and shifting his arms. He looks back at you and smiles.
“Hi, sweetface. How’re you feeling, hm? All tired and ready for bed?” He asks.
“Mhm, I’m feeling good, just sleepy.” You answer.
“Ah good, good. Let me join you.” He walks over to you, with a glint in his eye.
He looks at you seductively, eyeing you up and down. While you on the other hand, are looking at your stuffie with tired eyes.
“Baby.” He says to you.
You perk up and look at him.
“Hm?” You say.
He feels himself get hard. It was a long day today and he needs some relief. Who better to give him that than his best girl? He closes his eyes and breathes in, then opening his eyes and looking down at you.
“I need your help with something. You think you can help me, baby?” He says in a mischievous tone.
You’re just so sleepy that you mumble, “What is it?”
“Well, my love. I’m feeling a bit pent up.” He answers you with a smile, his red eyes glowing through his glasses.
You look up at him with a frown.
“Val, I’m just tired. Can’t this wait till tomorrow?” You ask him.
Valentino’s brows go down and he answers you in an angry tone.
“Darling, angel, sweetheart. Out of alll these other bitches, I choose you to fuck. And you refuse me? Do you know how fast I can get a replacement of you? I can go down the hall and fuck the first person I see and they’d be thankful!” He yells at you.
You didn’t expect him to react this way. Maybe it’s just the long day getting to him. You shrink under his words, looking down.
“I’m sorry, Valentino.” You mumble.
He squints his eyes at you, crossing his arms over his body.
“Better be. Now, what do you say?” He asks you.
You’re pretty tired but you don’t exactly have a choice.
“I guess I can help..” You answer, still looking down.
“Ah, good! Good girl.” He says, walking over to the side you’re laying on. Standing beside you as you’re laying down, he tells you to look up at him.
Sitting up on the bed, you look up and make eye contact with him.
“See how hard and aching I am for you?” He says, gesturing towards his clothed cock that’s straining his pants.
You look down and see his cock imprint, outlining his white pants. Against your will, you feel yourself throb.
“V-val. I don’t-“ You say.
“Shhh, angel.” He interrupts you.
He puts his cigarette down on the side table and goes take your small hand and press it on his clothed cock.
It’s warm and you can feel it throbbing. You go to pull your hand away, your cheeks reddening.
He holds your hand tighter and forces it there.
“Feel that, baby?” He asks you seductively.
This is usually how sex with Val goes. You aren’t feeling it but he makes you feel it. You never thought it was wrong, it’s just.. you changing your mind with time.
“Mhm.. I feel it.” You answer him, blushing.
“Fuuck.” He moans as he grinds into your hand for a few minutes.
“God damn it.” He bites his lip and removes your hand to unbuckle his belt.
You look down at his big hands as they swiftly take his belt off. His hard cock springs out, as he almost never wears underwear. The only time is does is when he wears revealing outfits.
He takes your chin in one of his hands and makes you look up at him again.
“Suck it.” He whispers.
You whimper and look ahead, his cock facing you.
Giving it a lick on the tip, Valentino grunts.
“I can’t fucking take this.” He says, taking your head with his hands and forcing your mouth to take his whole cock.
Gagging, you try to pull back but Val just keeps your head there and starts thrusting into you.
“F-fucking take it.” He says, slightly smiling.
You’re whimpering and moaning, trying to breathe through your nose.
He lets go of your head, pushing you back. You gasp for air and Val laughs at you.
“We’re gonna have to work on throat training.” He comments.
You whimper.
“Val I-“
“Take off your fucking clothes.” He commands you, as he starts stroking his cock with one hand.
You move to take them off, listening to his command. After you’re fully naked, you look at him for guidance on what to do next.
“Goood girl.” He smiles at you, tilting his head.
He tells you to lay down on your back as he gets on top of you. After doing so, he starts kissing you.
Val was the one who taught you french kissing. You never really knew the whole point of it before him. It just seemed awkward. Swishing your tongue around in someone’s mouth. But after him, you understand how it’s so appealing.
He reaches his hand down to touch you, seeing how wet you are.
“Mmm, there you go.” He says as he feels you dripping on his hand.
He rubs his cock onto your pussy, collecting juices onto his tip.
“My favourite toy.” He mumbles.
You whimper as your tummy starts to hurt from being so turned on. Val laughs at you and whispers into your ear, “I’m going to fucking wreak you.”
He slides his cock into you slowly, hissing at how tight and wet you are.
You moan at how good he makes you feel. He always feels so full inside of you.
He looks at you and starts thrusting harder.
“F-fuck sakes.” He says. “You’re gripping me so tight.”
He holds onto your shoulders as he roughly pounds into you over and over and over again.
Each time, your body shakes and you let out a whimper.
“V-Valentino.” You moan.
“Yes, baby. Say my fucking name.” He growls.
You clench around him and he starts going faster.
After a little while of beating your pussy with his cock, his thrusts start to get sloppier. At that exact time, you feel yourself getting close.
“V-Val, I- I’m-“ You stutter out.
“Y-Yeah I know. I can feel it, fuck. I’m close too, baby. I’m so fucking close.” He says, going in and out of you. “You’re such a good toy for me, you know that? Suuch a good girl. Such a good fucking girl.” He grunts.
“Val.. I- I’m gonna-“
“Me too, god. I’m gonna cum inside this pussy. All inside of you.” He thrusts into you one more time and then he goes as deeply as he can into you, letting out all is cum deep inside you.
You come at that exact same time, immediately as you feel his warm seed inside you. You feel claimed by him, physically and emotionally.
He thrusts once more, letting it all out inside you.
He bites your neck, kissing it after doing so.
You feel the tiredness from before hit you like a wave.
He positions himself to look at you, smirking.
“Tired?” He asks.
“Mm.” You mumble.
He pulls out of you slowly and looks down, his cum dripping out of you. He licks his lips at the sight.
Looking back up, he decides that he is also tired now and says, “I guess we can sleep now, ma chérie.”
You blink slowly at him, your eyelids feeling heavy.
“Sleep time?” You mumble.
“Sleep time, my love.” He lays next to you, putting the covers over him and you.
He sees your stuffie on the other side of the bed and reaches for it, handing it to you.
“I think you forgot someone.” He says with amusement in his voice.
He will admit, he has a soft spot for you. Just don’t tell anyone, especially the other VVV’s, they’ll probably tease him about it.
You smile and grab the stuffie. But right now, all you want to do is cuddle him.
“Val?” You say with a questionable tone.
“Hm?” He says tiredly.
“Can.. Can we cuddle, please?” You ask.
He smiles at that and says, “Such a silly question. Of course, sweetheart. Come here.”
You climb onto him, and nuzzle into his chest. You feel like his. His cum dripping out of your hole still, your mind completely full of him.
He wraps all his arms around you, holding you loosely.
“G’night, Val.” You whisper into his neck.
“Goodnight, my little love.” He responds.

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It's a Match! || poly!141 x Reader
[Chapter 24] || [Chapter 26]
Pairing: 141 x gn!Reader
Words: 1.2K~
cw: not smut but a bit of sexual tension
Summary: While overcoming recent heartbreak, you decide to join Tinder in search of a rebound. Your friends advise to just Swipe Right indiscriminately... What happens when 4 soldiers from the same squad match with you?
a/n: ahem ahem ahem ahem
thanks to @lyralein for helping solve a problem I was having during this chapter
and also @st-el-la-luna for THIS brilliance that although I didn't copy or anything, still got stuck in the back of my head and made me giggle and inspired me a little!
Chapter 25: Soap............?
you: simon.
you: save me pls.
Simon: Location.
you: that felt ominous as fuck.
Simon: You texted me to help you.
Simon: Location.
you: oh gosh no simon its not urgent.
you: its not even like
you: a panic thing
you: no danger
Simon: Don’t ever text me to save you when it isn’t an actual emergency.
you: i’m sorry!!!!!!
you: did i scare you that much???
Simon: Yes.
Simon: You had me ready to steal a HUMVEE to get to you.
you: I’M SORRY!
you: i’m just out with my friends for brunch and kyle and johnny came and they’re embarrassing me and i need help
Simon: So that’s where they went.
Simon: You’ve got this.
you: SIMON, THEY’RE TALKING ABOUT OUR SEX LIVES!
you: DON’T LEAVE ME TO DEAL WITH THIS ALONE.
you: HELP?
Simon: Darling you’re dating them, you’re gonna have to get used to this sooner or later.
you: I KNOW BUT STILL
you: SIMON PLEASE
Simon: I’m in a meeting, darling.
Simon: You’ve got this.
Simon: 🖤
you: SIMON?!
you: awwww you sent me an emoji!
you: BUT SIMON?!?!?!??!
you: don’t leave me like this!!!
you: how dare youuuu
He stopped responding so you sighed dramatically and put your phone away, your eyes flittering over the table.
In just 15 minutes, Johnny and Kyle had gone from bickering to regaling your friends with sexcapade stories to talking about your dates, about each other, about the rest of the guys, about work.
Your friends are, of course, eating it up, how could they not? The lads are charming, funny, interesting, hot…
You want to pay attention to the stories Johnny is regaling your friends about, as well as Kyle, with the retelling of his helicopter upside-down cruise, but… you can’t. You’re still mortified, long after they moved away from the sex talk…
And it doesn’t help that Kyle has taken your chair and made you sit on his lap while the five of you talk.
Sure, you’ve graduated to regular talk, but that doesn’t solve the fact that Kyle’s cock is hard, straining against the fly of his grey jeans, and slotted right between your ass cheeks, his hands gripping you around the hip to keep you sat still.
Thank God for the existence of Simon Motherfucking Riley (memo to self: ask him and the rest of the lads what their middle names are)...
The door opens after what felt like a torturous amount of time and in strolls a 6ft4 mountain of a man in all black, as usual.
“L.T.!” Johnny shouts and waves him over, as if somehow Johnny’s raucous laugh was missable and Simon might not know where he, and the group, is.
Your friends, of course, immediately look over, their jaws proceeding to drop in unison at the sight of Simon.
His sexy little black leather jacket, black jeans, black t-shirt, black boots… No mask in sight… And, for once, his hair is lying flat over his forehead, loose blond strands just barely reaching his thick eyebrows.
He has to have done it on purpose.
“Hi…” You greeted Simon softly, your face warming up a bit at the sight of him. He nods at you and cocks an eyebrow, the left corner of his mouth rising in a smirk.
Just as you’re wondering where he came from, how he knew where you were, and wasn’t he in a meeting…
“Finally. Texted ye the address like 30 minutes ago.” Johnny quips next to you.
“Piss off.” Simon replies as he keeps looking at you. He doesn’t even bother to introduce himself to Leah and Mia.
“Hear you’ve been embarrassing our partner.” Simon says, his brown eyes slowly sliding up to Johnny then to Kyle behind you.
“Ye did?” Johnny asks and turns to look at you. “Ye told on me?!” He asks dramatically, as if it was the biggest betrayal.
“Don’t look at ‘em, look at me.” Simon quips as he leans forward and rests his hand on the back of Kyle and your chair, glaring right at Johnny.
“Oh, please, L.T., it’s all good-natured.” Johnny says dismissively with a playful smile on his lips.
“Is it?” Simon retorts.
“Why’s it feel like I’m watching a big brother confront a school bully?” Kyle quips.
“Don’t start too, Garrick, you’ll get your dose soon.” Simon adds.
“Si… Please…” You remark and laugh nervously as you look around, your face already burning hotter and hotter. “We’re making a scene.”
“You asked me to save ya, darlin’, that’s what I’m doin’, hm?” Simon tells you before leaning close and planting a kiss on the corner of your mouth, his eyes still glued to Johnny. “So, how about it, Johnny?”
“How about what, L.T.?” Johnny asks, though, you don’t miss the way his eyes are shining at the sight of Simon’s protectiveness… or the way Kyle’s breath hitches right behind your ear, his cock throbbing against your ass.
“If you’re so keen on embarrassing people by revealing private matters… How about we tell everyone about the reason your callsign’s Soap?” Simon quips. Then, he turns his head and, staring right at your friends, he continues.
“A callsign is like an alias we use over the radio.” He explains. “And Johnny’s here is ‘Soap’... wanna guess why? I’ll tell you…” He turns his head and looks right at Johnny again.
“It’s because he’s dropped his in the shower more often than one can stand to bloody count, if you catch my drift.” He remarks, then, he shoots you a little wink.
“That’s nae- You know it’s- You-” For the first time in what must be his whole life, Johnny was left a blubbering mess, stuttering over himself…
“Damn… didn’t know friendly fire was turned on…” You quip, trying to clear the air a bit. It seems to work, because all three of the men around you chuckle at it.
Your eyes then lock with Simon’s, then Johnny’s… and meanwhile, Simon’s also looking at Kyle behind you. The sexual tension is almost palpable…
“I think we should go home, so we avoid any more embarrassment, hm?” Simon suggests and pulls you up to your feet by the forearm, causing you to squeak in surprise at the suddenness of it.
“I agree.” Kyle says as he stands up too.
“Well said, L.T.” Johnny adds.
Simon pulls out his wallet and drops a few bills on the table. “For the check.” He tells Leah and Mia. “Nice to meet you.” Then, he drags you out of the bistro.
“It was very nice to meet you!” Kyle tells the girls, making no attempts to cover the bulge in his pants as he rushes after you and Simon.
“Sorry, duty calls. But we need to do this again.” Johnny adds as he scoots across the gap in the chairs and winks at the girls before setting off after the three that have already left. “I’ll make sure to tell you all the hot gossip next time!” He adds loudly before leaving out the door.
Leah and Mia are left sitting there flabbergasted, eyes blinking slowly, before exchanging a look with one another.
“The candle worked too well.” Mia states blankly.
“It did.” Leah agrees. “Do you… have another one?”
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Astarion finding out reader is ticklish
Ticklish
Oh, Astarion would love this.
He wouldn't stop teasing you. No matter how hard he tried. The day he discovered that you were ticklish was a fun one in fact. It happened when it was time for the two of you to take patrol in hunting for the day. The group's rations and water was running low, so Gale suggested that you and Astarion should track down some deer.
"Why the two of us?" You asked Gale, tying the laces of your boots.
"Because you are an excellent shot, Y/N. And that Astarion can track anything from miles away." Gale responds, crossing his arms.
"Not to mention that he's fast. Incredibly fast." You scoff, trying to shake the shudder from creeping up your spine.
Sure, you liked Astartion. You were still getting used to him and you couldn't deny the new and surprising feelings you had for him. But you weren't sure if he felt the same.
"Come on, Y/N. He's good to have around and I know he enjoys your companionship. Besides, the two of you work good together." Gale replies, helping you from your spot on the ground.
"Alright, fine." You answer, before heading to get your gear ready.
The woods peacefulness felt wonderful amongst all the fighting and missions your crew had to go on. Filling up the few canteens with fresh water from the river, Astarion caught you off guard. Grabbing your sides in hoping to scare you, he tickled you feverishly.
"Astarion, stop! As-- Star!!" You begged through giggles, wanting him to stop.
"Oh why, it's so precious when you giggle for me!" He teases, finally letting go of your waist.
Standing from the river's edge, you both were ready to go back to camp when suddenly, Astarion got an idea. An funny, yet a naughty idea. When the two of you reached the camp's boarder, Astarion set down the supplies that you both had gathered and then proceeded to reach for your waist.
Gently tickling your sides, you're unable to break free from his grasp, and he carefully backs you against a tree. Grabbing his shoulders, Astarion pauses as the two of you silently gaze at one another. Slowly leaning forward, Astarion hesitantly presses his lips to yours, capturing you in a passionate kiss.
Wrapping his arms around your form, he pulls you closer to him, wanting to feel your body against his own. Tangling your fingers in his white curls, he breaks for a moment, relishing in the taste of your lips. Gliding his lips down to your neck, a gasp leaves your mouth just as he makes contact with the sensitive skin.
Parting your legs with his knee, Astarion secretly; desperately wants nothing more than to feel you around him. To have you scream his name while he fucks you so smoothly, and he wanted to be your first. He wanted to be all yours in a clogging wave of lust and love and you wanted it too. You trusted him with everything, so much that you were willing to let Astarion introduce you to a whole new side of him.
Biting your lip, a quiet moan escaped your lips, and Astarion's ears perked up.
"Sshh, not now, love. We'll get to enjoy each other soon enough." He whispers before kissing you once more.
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A deal ( Ryomen Sukuna x F.Reader )
part 1
read part 2 here
Manga Spoiler. ⚠️
Warning: smut / unprotected sex / rape 🔞
based on Ryomen Sukuna's personality
Mature and sensitive content Minors and those who don't like this kind of writings please DO NOT INTERACT ⚠️
11:30 PM
“Sukuna please stop” you cried out.
“We had a deal little human or did you forget?” he smirked as he crawled on top of you on the bed.
“Please don't do this” you said between sobs.
“What did you expect when you agreed to be mine”
“I agreed to serve you and help you and in return you bring gojo back to life and not to harm Megumi when you restore your body”
“And I kept my promise, but it also includes fucking you rough”
You cried knowing what about to happen next.
“Megumi please if you're there please do something, please switch and stop him” you begged , your voice cracking.
“Megumi won't do anything, he'll just watch, how his cock gets deeps inside you”
He forced your legs open as he ripped all of your clothes leaving you completely naked. He proceeded to rip his clothes off of him too. He held your chin, forcing you to look at him.
“Look how hard I'm for you, Oh when I have my body back I'll shove my two cocks inside of you, making you cum on repeat”
You shut your eyes, he was huge and you knew it would hurt.
One hand on your neck slightly choking you and the other holding both your hands above your head.
“Dont get scared now, did the badass sorcerer in you disappear?” he laughed.
Without any warning he entered you. A gasp escaped your mouth followed by your moans as he started moving.
“Already enjoying it? keep it to a low a moan when I do or else I might end up destroying you”
He started pounding inside you mercilessly. His deep groans filling the room, nibbling on your soft neck.
“Mine, you're mine... I bet Gojo didn't fuck you this good didn't he?” he said between moans.
Your eyes rolled back, as he disappeared inside your dripping cunt. His veiny hands choking the air out of you. You felt light headed the moment you released.
“I didn't give you my permission to cum, begging for trouble don't you?” He laughed as he turned you and now you're laying on your stomach. He gave spanked your ass leaving a red mark as he positioned himself with your entrance , arching your by holding your waist.
“n-no p-please” you begged.
“Not yet, not yet... we still have a long night”
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┗🖋️ Mayhem, mayhem follows silence / Walks unto the middle a prince / Bringing luck out of fountains / In a vow of shielding the villains 📖
🎧: Taylor Swift - Guilty As Sin?
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genre & warnings: angst, sprinkle of fluff, smut, toxic & drunk psh, figure skater!psh, implied situationship, unprotected sex, fingering, cunnilingus, etc etc mdni
a/n: this is a part of The Tortured Poets Department series. if y'all want, you can read the other album inspired fics of other groups here.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" you squint your eyes at the man in front of your door, basically disturbing your peace in the middle of the night.
"I missed you." he garbles, impaired speech due to the alcohol running in his system yet you clearly understood the three words that you have always wanted to hear from him, and you hate how much it affected you.
"Really? Sunghoon, after all the shit you gave me? That's all you have to say?" you scoffed, finding this situation ridiculous.
"But I do!" he yells, "I fucking missed you, Y/N! It's not the same without you!" his loud voice resonated throughout the area and you panicked, scared that the neighbors will sue you for his stupid noises when everybody is asleep.
"You sh- come here!" you dragged him inside your apartment, letting him stumble on the floor.
"Y/N, bab-"
"Stop calling me that!"
Anger pulses in you. How dare he storm in after all the crap he pulled on you?
He really had the audacity to show himself to you even when you made it transparent enough for him to read that you're done. You are so fucking done of dealing with him.
You love him, so so much, but he has done nothing but give you the worst delusions and fantasies that prove to be dangerous for your sanity. It kills you, shooting bullets in your brain and slicing your heart into pieces.
You've imagined yourself with a man who will treat you like a princess, not like you’re some kind of side chick.
You were diving too deep into your madness that you failed to keep an eye on Sunghoon's movements. Being a figure skater has its pros, one of them is that his sense of balance is still great even if his surroundings are swirling around, and that allows him to lurch into your direction with ease.
The bricks that you were using to build your walls seem to be fake, as it easily crumbled when his lips were placed on yours. A sudden, soft lipl ock that had your knees buckling.
It was a contrast to how he kissed you before. Full of lust and desire but now, why is it that his kiss feels like a warm blanket of love?
His hands tread on your hair, pushing it out of your face, his palms landing on your cheeks to gently caress it. His whispers of affirmation and assurance against your lips made your mind hazy.
Is it possible for alcohol intoxication to be passed down to another person by breathing into their mouths? Or is there any other explanation as to why you're suddenly hot, out of breath and your ability to think straight was crumpled.
"Y/N." Sunghoon cries your name out, and it's worrisome that he remembers the way into your own apartment even in his drunken stupor, guiding you into your bedroom.
"I really did miss you, lemme show you how much, hm?" he smiled and you gulped, don't you have any other way of halting these erroneous actions that will lead to remorse sooner or later?
Sunghoon kisses you again and your resolution tumbles down on the ground like how your body surrendered to his, ungracefully falling onto your bed.
You panted his name when he proceeded to kiss down your neck, lightly nibbling on the stretchy skin and trailing splotches of hickeys that you'll have trouble hiding for the next few days.
His hands went over to your clothed breast, feeling your nipples harden under his touch, his fingers tweaked on it. Thumb rolling over your nipple whilst he continues peppering your neck with kisses and bites.
When he has enough, he pulls your shirt up, revealing your bare chest to him. He moistened his lips, clearly enjoying the view.
"You're fucking gorgeous." he murmurs before delving into your tits, burying his face onto it and doing the honor of leaving his marks. He then popped a sensitive nub on his mouth, guzzling on it. His tongue circled around your areola, sucking on your nipple and tugging it using his teeth.
You moaned his name wantonly and that spurred him to do more, to move faster, to fuck you until you're begging and writhing for him.
He hastily removed your shorts along with your underwear, tossing it haphazardly and his mouth waters at your glistening pussy.
It has been a while since he tasted you, but he bets on all his assets that you still and will always taste divine.
Snaking his body down and dipping a finger in your wetness once he comes face to face with your womanhood.
You squirmed at the intrusion, more so when he added another digit in. He seems to be playing with it. Feeling his fingers lather juices around your labia, then inserting it inside your hole, aimlessly pushing in and out and curling them out of the blue.
He saw your legs twitch, and he smirked devilishly when he removed his fingers, denying you of orgasm.
Your eyes went wide open, lifting your head up and glaring at him, only to be greeted with a sensual visual of him licking his fingers clean. A low satisfied hum coming out of him.
"Baby, you look mad." he sighs, and you roll your eyes at his feigned innocence.
"Sunghoon," you whined, your hand flying to his shoulders when he positioned himself on top of you after ridding his clothes, freeing himself from his own restraints, "do something. Please, Sunghoon."
How he loves the way his name comes out of your lovely mouth, melodious and relaxing. It soothes all his worries away and for a minute, he thinks that he's invincible from the problems that the world throws at him.
You always had that effect on him, and maybe that's the reason why Sunghoon can't seem to stay away from you. Maybe that is why he wants you all to himself, even if it's an opposition to reality.
"What do you want me to do, princess?" he purrs, rubbing his nose against yours while his lips are barely touching yours, allowing his breath to fan your face.
You whine out of contempt, but he won't budge. He needs to physically hear you say it. Beg for it more.
"C'mon, baby. Tell me." he urges, his cock sliding up and down your slit, covering it with your slick and it had you squirming.
Whenever his length comes up, it also makes you jolt, your clit being simulated by his actions. Although, it doesn't really help. It only adds to the burning desire for the man. Giving you a taste of what you can have but not fully feeding you of the dish that you need to eat.
"I w-want you to f-" your cheeks heat up, coloring you a shade of pink, and he finds you impossibly adorable.
You've done this with him a million times (an exaggeration), but the way you get shy under him never fails to turn him on even more.
"I'm listening." he mutters, the tip of his cock prodding at your entrance, his hands digging into the plush meat of your thighs.
You take a deep breath, swallowing the embarrassment, "I want you to fuck me. Please, Hoonie. Please do something I- Ah!"
You wailed when he entered you without any warning in one go, the intrusion surprising you as it had been a while since you had sex with someone. The last time was when, well, with Sunghoon.
"You know how to get to me, do you?" Sunghoon grits his teeth, the nickname that you accidentally slipped out made him go feral, snapping his hips into yours without letting you adjust first.
He's harsh, mean, and relentless— and you won't have it any other way.
You moan, hands making their way into his hair, treading through his jet black tresses and wiping the sweat from his forehead. A display of affection that did nothing but to make his heart race.
Vaguely, you felt his fingers draw lines on your upper thigh. Shapes? Letters? You couldn't catch up on what he was doing, especially when he kissed you hard while simultaneously hitting your deepest spot inside your leaking walls.
He mumbles against your bruised lips, "We have all night, baby. I'm not stopping until I'm satisfied."
It was rough, the way he manhandled you into different positions on your mattress. Merciless, when he cums into you before slamming back in, pushing his seed into your womb.
Your vision became pitch black during your session, and you can't help but wonder about the morning that is about to come.
---------------------------------------------------
A stray light passes through the curtains, seeping through your closed eyes and it stirred you awake.
Then you shoot up, remembering the events last night.
Sunghoon meeting with you, kissing your top lips rather messily, confessing the word that starts with 'M' and ends with an 'E'.
You peeked under your blanket. Completely clothed, you're clean, not sticky, yet the musky, alcoholic scent in your sheets tells you otherwise.
You shut your eyes tightly, salty tears threatening to fall as they form in the corner of your lids. Hands on your smooth hair, gripping it to the point where your scalp started to sting.
Are you imagining things? Have you finally gone insane?
You stand up from your bed, making your way into the mirror and there you see the love marks that he left.
That's a relief, you're not exactly crazy.
The labyrinth that you're solving is nowhere near close to finishing, and here you are, going back to zero.
Washing yourself in warm water, the remnants of last night flowing down the drain, it made you contemplate.
If he continues to torment you like this, how much would you last before the beauty of his terror finally makes you crack a dam?
Only one answer to that damned question.
Remain constant in choosing the false god that you worship until the heavens give you a sign that you’re guilty as sin whenever it comes to him.
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The Lin Kuei trio + Raiden reacting to their usually nice, compassionate, and generally nurturing s/o suddenly looks at an enemy and goes "You have five f**king seconds before I rip open your stomach and turn your innards into a noose." And proceeds to do just that to frightening effect?
First time writing for Raiden, so hell probably be ooc and some shitty character writing to be made aware of 😂 🦦
Tomas Vrbada
Honestly didn’t see that coming.
He guessed that what he got for judging a book by it’s cover and Tomas learnt that rather fast upon seeing you destroy your opponent in frightening quick succession. So upon seeing your sweet tender smile afterwards whilst covered in blood was bone chilling to Tomas, knowing that someone so sweet, so kind, so caring and nurturing like you had the ability to switch up to a more vicious and violent version persona.
Tomas would be lying to himself if he said he didn’t find you covered in someone else’s blood extremely attractive. So you best mark him down as scared and horny because holy shit.
Like Raiden, he felt the need to protect you and keep you within range of him, but that’s mainly because he’s absolutely terrified of losing you like he lost his family. So he knew that he could come across as overbearing at time when it came to keeping you safe, but you knew that it all came from a good place, and that Tomas was trying so hard to avoid a repetition of in his past to happen to you; So upon learning that you didn’t in fact need his help in keeping you safe, he allows himself to relax a little and ease off of you in fear of being the next person you pummel.
To which he knew wouldn’t be the case but that pent up anger you displayed must’ve come from somewhere.
Tomas came to accept that the hands that he came to love and admire whilst melting within their warm, tender and nurturing hold as they cupped his face, also possessed the ability to mane and destroy just as easily as they could heal and mend his broken heart and patch up his open wounds from intensive missions.
Kuai Liang
Surprised but honestly wonders where it was that you had learnt to defend yourself and in that brutal fashion.
So while everyone else was taken aback when you inevitably unleash hellfire upon your opponents to frightening effect. Kuai Liang on the other hand was only feeling sorry for the poor bastard on the receiving end of your vicious blows, they looked like they fucking hurt that Kuai Liang was for certain on.
Upon first meeting you, Kuai Liang genuinely believed that you either had no prior experience in combat, or just held a distain towards all things violent and purposefully adhere it all together; Not that he was claiming that was a bad thing. It was just a rarity to come across someone like you. To the point where Kuai Liang would often worried that someday someone would sniff this out, before then proceeding to taking advantage and manipulate you into shady business under the pretences of doing good.
He didn’t want to tarnish your kind, caring and loving nature by bringing this up in fear that it would only make you think negatively, and or ashamed of yourself, which would never ever be his primary intention. Kuai Liang was too aware of the horrible people that blended within the shadows and lurked in dark alleyways, so therefore he didn’t want you getting involved in something that would alter you into a person that you would forever hate ever becoming.
Knowing now that you could fully protect yourself if the instance ever did arrive, Kuai Liang would only become more adamant in helping you incorporate moves of self defence into your arsenal, so you’ll always be ready for near enough anything if he wasn’t able to be with you.
Bi-Han
He is proud as all hell.
While your vulgar threat made his brows raise in slight surprise but mainly curiosity, having wondered where this side chaotic and violent of you had came from, but ultimately took a sickening form of satisfaction of seeing you back up your words by utterly decimating your enemy with doing what you forewarned was about to happen; He might as well looked like an utter mad man with how much attention he was giving, good lord.
He’s giving your fighting style an close and in-depth examination, taking notes on everything that you did good and everything that you could use some improvement upon with his help as though he was locked within a high intensity game of chess! Someone was getting brutally pulverised and yet Bi-Han could only watch on with genuine intrigue on articulating methods in to making you even more deadly in combat.
He’s seen a golden opportunity and he would be stupid to let it go now.
Raiden
Scared and horny 2.0
Poor baby is taken aback by your vicious side.
However he would still hold your hand as though they were made of porcelain as he takes a wet cloth and cleans away the blood and viscera from your knuckles to take care of your bruises that lied beneath from brutally beating down your enemy. You’re still the kind, caring and nurturing person he knows and loves, you just got some added qualities that’s all!
Even though your caring and nurturing nature often made you look weak and in constant need of defending in the eyes of others, Raiden didn’t see it the way that they did. While yes he felt this obligation to keep you out of harms way and keep you close, that’s just how Raiden is as a person to defend those who couldn’t defend themselves. And that was in no way shape or form meant to be taken as him disregarding your ability to protect yourself.
That wasn’t his intention and if you did believe that were the case. Then he would have no qualms in reminding you of how much he trusts you to protect yourself, even going so far as to sight this as a major example of that. Your fighting style may be consistent of the usage of deadly and lethal force but Raiden knew that you wouldn’t willingly use it against just anybody, only using it as a method of self defence first and foremost, unless further provoked into engaging in a full altercation.
Much like Tomas, Raiden probably also thought that you being covered in someone else’s blood was attractive in it’s own regard.
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who would have thought?
SUKUNA RYOMEN who kisses you for the first time during sex.
the house was dimly lit, a few lights and candles here and there, with a cozy temperature. maybe that’s why, he felt different today. maybe it was the way your cunt was especially greedy today, sucking in his cock and clenching around him. he held your wrists as if he was scared to touch you anywhere else that would be deemed intimate.
“f-fuck.. s.. kuna. mhh, gooood.” you weakly mumbled, your eyes low and fucked out at the steady and quick pace he was pounding into you.
“mhh. you take it like a good little thing, won’t you, sweetheart?” he hummed into your ear, his teeth sinking into your neck as he growls.
after one or two minutes he removed his mouth from your neck, looking at the mark he left behind, his eyes connected with yours when his name left your lips. “sukunaa… feels s’ good.. please let me cum..” he felt his cock throb inside you at that, the fact you would ask him nicely before he even denied you your orgasm and then even degrade you for it.
you raised your head after he made you watch the way his cock slid in and out of you, noticing the way he was looking at your lips, the way his pace slowed down and how much deeper his cock drilled into you, “sukuna.. do you want to-
“shut up.” he growled, biting his lip as his thoughts were racing. a kiss was strictly forbidden in your relationship, and he made the rule to begin with, but then why did he feel that strong need to do it right now? “fuck..” he shook his head, what would a little kiss matter, hm?
“or don’t. i’ll make you.” his eyes closed and his lips pressed against yours, your own eyes fluttering shut and both your bodies moving in sync against each other. he pulled your lip with his teeth, grunting and pulling away to look at you. “fuck- that was too good.” his brain cursed at himself, he out of the two of you was the one to break the no rule first.
but he couldn’t help and lean in again when he saw that desperate teary expression on your face, just asking for more. before you managed to moan out his name and a half assed sentence, he brought his lips to yours again. this time you felt his tongue poke at your lips, forcing its way through.
he pinned your wrists above your head, you started making out, more messy and heated that you could ever imagine, your warm cunt started clenching down on his cock, your moans turning into mere hums and whimpers as he practically ate them up. you didn’t have to say anything, he knew you were cumming, he himself was close too, growling and grunting. “fuuck.. cumming just because i kissed you, pathetic girl.”
it took everything in him to not cum, which you proceeded to destroy, “p-please .. cum inside me.” you begged, your voice so horse and desperate, he couldn’t deny your wish even if he is the worst man alive.
his sharp eyes gave you a look that told you, ‘you’re gonna kill me.’ and you knew you were in for a long night as he immediately sped up to a deadly pace. you could feel your next orgasm approaching, a pretty moaning, sweating and mumbling mess.
“not done with you yet, little girl. in fact i haven’t even started..” he smirked and leaned in once again.
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The hotel gang + overlord!reader part 2
Part one here
!Not beta read!
While it may just be the stress talking, the bed was surprisingly comfortable, for a hotel at least. Today was a lot. Even if this hotel seemed to be a net positive it was still a lot. So the comfortable bed made it seem like you already made it to heaven. As you sank into the bed you drifted off to sleep.
You awoke to a few loud and powerful knocks on your door. "Hello? If you're awake we are going to do some trust exercises!" Charlie called out. You unintentionally groaned as you got up.
"Give me a minute!" You replied.
"Okay." Charlie said as she left. When you got up you looked at yourself in the mirror. You weren't a mess by any means but you've definitely looked better. You freshen yourself up slightly before going downstairs.
The Hotel residents and staff were all in a circle. You sat down in one of the gaps in the circle. Charlie cleared her throat.
"Okay everybody let's go around in a circle and say our names first! I'm Charlie." She paused, "As you all know." Everyone else proceeded to say their name, which you already knew everyone's name. Excluding the short one-eyed girl, Niffty, and the girl with an x over one of her eyes, Vaggie. Then your turn came.
"Uh- Hi! My name is y/n" You cringed at the nervousness in your voice.
"Now I want everyone to tell a fact about themself. It doesn't have to be anything huge, just something to get to know each other." Charlie said, "I love musicals!" Yeah, that was pretty easy to guess.
Angel was next up. "I love sitting on big, HUGE-"
"Angel I fucking swear." Husk cut him off.
"Comfortable chairs! What were you thinking?" Angel had a smug smile plastered on his face. "Also cocks as well." He added. Husk and Vaggie groaned.
Niffty went next, but Charlie spoke before her, "Please try not to scare away our newest member." She pleaded. Niffty pouted but compiled anyway.
"I love writing fanfiction! Escapily with bad boys." Her tone turned slightly seductive at the end. You elected to ignore that.
There was a silence as everyone waited for Vaggie. Charlie stretched her palm out to tell her to talk. "Oh- yeah right sorry." She shook her head slightly, "I like to dance."
"Really!? How come I never knew that?" Charlie asked.
"It never came up." Vaggie smiled faintly
"I'm the bartender," Husk grumbled. Vaggie elbowed him. "What? I told a fact about myself."
Alastor let out an "ahem" noise. The focus shifted to him. "While this is a fact in general, I believe that radio is the utmost form of medium." As baseline as this was for a guy such as Alastor, you also kind of expected it. Alastor would not let anything deeper about himself slip. So why not go for the most well-known part of yourself. "Now, y/n, darling I do believe it is your turn."
Oh shit right. You've just met these people so don't go with anything personal. Also, make sure it doesn't make anyone uncomfortable. “I really don’t like being an overlord.” Your mouth moved before you could comprehend what you were saying. Well fuck. If this was a TV show you’d clearly be the comic relief, at least right now. Everyone but Alastor and Niffty had some form of uncomfortable plastered on their face. Alastor however had a curious yet sinister smile on his face. Niffty wasn’t really paying attention to you, she was chasing some random cockroach.
You wanted to go back on that statement but something was saving you from embarrassing yourself further. Do demons have guardian angels? If so, yours was working overtime right now. But they also weren’t getting much work done.
Your real savior was whoever blew the fucking wall up. Everyone's head was quickly aimed at the now missing wall. While Husk just accepted it everyone else, including yourself, to find the source. Like you were in some sort of horror movie character getting ready to be stabbed. But you instead met with a huge mechanical blimp that had an impractical amount of guns.
“There you are!” The person in the blimp called out. It was very hard to hear but it was just loud enough. “Alastor, are you ready to be beat-”
“Who is this?’
“Who- Who am I!?” The voice was very clearly offended at Alastor's lack of knowledge. You just drowned the rest out. Alastor was cruel and frankly heartless. But he also did not like wasting time. So even while this poor sinner's fate was sealed, thankfully it wouldn’t be as drawn out as his past victims. You turned around to hopefully save any shred of innocence you were able to save. As you entered through the wall you could hear both Alastor and his victim speak.
“Thank you for another forgetful experience!” Alastor said. You didn’t necessarily
want to look but you did so anyway. Kind of like watching a car crash.
“Thank you…” the snake struggled to get out, “ For letting your guard down!” He ripped part of Alastors coat off. Well, that's not good, for anyone really. Alastor’s coat got torn and this sinner is about to die again. Or at the very least get seriously injured. You’re honestly surprised he lasted this long. He was notably weaker than The Radio Demon’s usual opponents.
He, quite appropriately, said “Oh shit-” Before an explosion (you can only guess caused by Alastor) caused him to fly away. Welp, he’s gone forever now. The hotel seemed nice for the most part. It honestly still does. You just wish you weren’t staying in the same house as The Radio Demon. But now that you think about it, almost everyone here seems to have something severely wrong with them. And that includes you too. So at least you fit in.
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