if you’re taking requests, what characters from gen v do you write??
I am taking some requests, though it says on my bio request are close, but for Gen V, I'm open to writing about Luke, Jordan, Cate, Marie, Andre, and Sam.
THE OUTSIDERS BOYS WITH A GF THATS A SOC
n.o.t.e.s - Ngl there so daddy asf.
w.a.r.n - fluff, some nsfw mention, violence, blood, etc.
p.a.i.r.i.n.g - various!outsiders x fem!soc reader
w.c. - 1.3k
Dally
• Dally would have probably met you when you were in one of the movie drive-bys yourself, he probably would trouble you, by making some lewd comments or annoying, just for you to slap him.
• if you thought he would stop pursuing you after the slap, he would just bother you having more interest in you, some how you guys bump into each other in school or in the nearest mom-and-pop store
• You couldn't lie, you fell for him when he was near, and he also fell in love with you too. Soon Dally asked you on a date.
• Dally wouldn't care if you were Soc, he was still with you, even if you he was threatened by one of the other Socs boys. You always dismissed the matter, especially if it was by your ex-boyfriend.
• Lowkey I feel Dally would be obsessed with you, basically in love with everything about you. He loves affection from you.
• He would love pda just showing you off to the other boys in his group, flaunting you.
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• Dally would be a top; he would be hella obsess wit you.
• He would love rough sex and lowkey be into vanilla sex too. If he is down bad/horny, he would just throw you over his shoulder, taking you to his face. If you were talking to your friend, who was really horny, he would just scoop you up.
• He like getting his dick sucked; don't even argue with me.
• He would lowkey have a breeding kink, and I know he loves to see you with lingerie; he even loves you better without anything on.
Ponyboy
• He would meet you at school in one of his accelerate classes, sitting next to him, which was a shock to everyone in the class and him.
• You don't seem to care if he was a greaser, just wanting to know him better.
• Slowing he started falling in love with you, as instead of spending time in class, he would just stare at you from the side. Before you caught him, making him flustered turning red hue.
• But you fell in love with him too, Ponyboy would be intimidated by the other Socs in his class after you guys started dating, but you would stand up for Ponyboy thoughts against them, bluntly cursing them off.
• Ponyboy would treat you like a total goddess, helping you do everything.
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• Very vanilla; he would still be a virgin.
• It would be awkward since you were still a virgin too. Ponyboy would love to eat you out🥰; he would also love to get his dick sucked.
• He is probably non-experience, so you have to teach him everything, even though it is quite embarrassing.
Sodapop
• Sodapop would first meet you at the gas station where he worked, as you were pulling up your white sleek corvette. Sodapop would be introns with your beauty.
• He just started pumping gas into your car, momentarily giving you glances when he gave you the car, making you giggle at his action.
• But you couldn't lie that you weren't attractive to Sodapop, but you would usually visit the station daily, acting like you needed gas just for him to pump your gas, but soon you soda pop offer you to go on a date, and you agreed.
• Sodapop would love to be around you and treat you like a queen, he would probably dream to have a family with you, when he has enough money, just a house with you and him with your children.
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• SODAPOP IS EXPERIENCED.
• He would love to eat you out; I know this mf would to be into any sex with you. He would love to have rough sex, soft sex and vanilla too.
• SODAPOP WOULD HAVE A BREEDING KINK, ALWAYS DREAMING OF HAVING A FAMILY WITH YOU. He would love to see you with stockings; literally, make him so horny sm.
• Gives you hickies, like everywhere. like trying to cover them up would be so hard, like they're fucking everywhere.
Darry
• Darry would have first met you at one of the jobs he worked at, you were the first to flirt with him daily, and daily. Visiting him often.
• Soon Darry started getting feeling for but you were the first one to offer to get him a date.
• Darry wouldn't care if your Socs would probably treat you like a normal person.
• Darry wouldn't be intimidated by other Socs seeing you and him together, he's a machine, and his presence would probably scare him away.
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• I already know Darry has a size kink; just look at him. I know HE LOVE TO GET HIS DICK SUCKED, IK IT'S SO BIG TOO.
• I imagine when he fucking the shit out of you, his dick would just be too big, literally bulging out your stomach like omfg. He would have a breeding kink too, literally him filling up with his cum.
• He loves rough sex, fucking the shit out of you after work.
Johnny
• Johnny would be scared of you being a Soc, he would always move away from you, while you tried to learn more about.
• You manage to find him behind the football bleacher by himself, he was scared out of his mind, but you manage to learn about him, but once you smiled at Johnny, He felt little less jumpy when you come, but in private.
• You would be johnny's bodyguard with the other Socs in school, standing up for him and cursing some of the soc boys.
• Johnny would like affection from you like cuddling or comforting him when his parents fight, but you would be his emotion support when he's down.
• Soon Johnny would offer you a date, and you guys started dating. Johnny would treat you wonderfully, though he doesn't have the same finance level as you he would craft things or get flowers for you.
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• Vanillia, he just vanillia.
• He would be a sub, also a virgin like ponyboy.
• He would be hesitant for having his first time with you, has no experience.
Steve
• You guys met in the gas station he met, just like Sodapop. You got his attention with your friendly personality, smiling at him while you asked for gas.
• Steve would not give a shit if you were a soc; even if any of the soc boys tried to flirt with you, he would just threaten them with his switchblade.
• Steve would be protective of you, always holding your hand and helping you with your books in school.
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• He would fuck the shit out, rough sex, hell yes.
• He loves eating you out, eating you out like it his last meal.
• He def kinky asf, like look at him.
Two Bit
• You met two bit while he was shoplifting at one of the random stores, catching him stealing, and immediately scolded him, but while you were doing that He managed to slip some of the items in your purse, as you guys got caught. Leading to you guy getting kicked out of the store.
• two bit thought it was funny, but you didn't, yelling at him, just like Dally, just making him pursue you more, as he caught you in school and stores shopping.
• He would always annoy you and try to flirt with you, but soon you caught feelings for his annoying behavior, seeing his face 24 hours a time.
• But soon, he picked you up with a date, and you surprisingly agreed.
• Two-bit wouldn't care if you were a soc or greaser; he would just love you for who you were.
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• Rough? Yes.
• fucking the shit out of you, when he gets back from work.
• HE LOVES GIVING YOU HICKIES, JUST MARKING YOU.
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A/N: Another Coriolanus Fic, I know, im obsessed. But I'm still in love with him. Christmas special, and the votes were counted, and the winning side was smut, not surprised though. I wanted smut too!
WARNING: fingering, creampies, virginity loss, p in v, teasing, groping, breeding kink, oral sex (male receiving), cum eating.
PAIRING: Young! Coriolanus x virgin!reader
WORD COUNTER: 2.1k
You enjoyed the holidays, the festive decorations, and the lovely atmosphere of the holiday, it filled you with much peace and joy throughout the month. But this month was your favorite, Christmas is a day that you get to gift people, and though people coup up in the Capitol, you were spoiled with many gifts from your parents and others, but you especially liked to gift people with your own expensive, spoiling others made you feel happy, enthralled even. Surprising from someone of your caliber to say.
You especially liked to gift your loved ones, your mother, father, siblings, and especially your beloved, Coriolanus Snow. You were in distress about what to gift him for this especially holiday, though you knew he always got something to satisfy your craving for luxury. You didn't know at all, even trying to talk to Tigris about what Coriolanus always wanted, she, herself didn't have an answer for this difficult question. A thought bloomed in your mind, though of the four years of marriage you shared with Coriolanus, you never ever had a sexual encounter with him. Was gifting him your virginity too scandalous, but you didn't know anything else that would do it for him, he did have everything a man wished for,
What would a president of Panem want for Christmas, you sat down and read through catalogs and catalogs of magazines to get you an idea of what to do. You knew Coriolanus adored having you wearing lingerie, especially the lacy ones that showed skin, you felt queasy at the idea, your cheek getting hotter by the second, pursing your lips together, but there wasn't any other way...right?
Your idea was to make a special set of lingerie for you to wear for Coriolanus, you wanted something that would match his signature red suit. Something lacy, with ribbons and cute little bows. You manage to get a tailor that would set up the special lingerie collection. Attending the fitting was hard, especially with Coriolanus wanting to know where you are every second, can't have Panem's prized jewel going missing?
You had a bunch of peacekeepers guarding your every move, walking into the tailor shop and out, even going inside. It was hard to keep this secret hidden from Coriolanus, especially with the loyal guards who reported your every move. But you manage to keep the secret, even making the tailor meet you in a secluded area of the shop to get the measurements.
But in the end, it was able to be complete, the dainty luxurious fabric into a piece of lingerie fitted for your delicate curves, it was a babydoll delicate, with stockings with matching bows on the top of the seams. It was perfect, you hoped that would enjoy that gift, but some part of you doubted. Days after days passed, and it was the prized day, the day you were ready for.
You snuck out of your shared chambers, your plan was to surprise him, writing down a little note and leaving it by his side. Taking out the box with the special garments inside the parcel, sliding on the red delicate lingerie, and mesh tights. Wrapping yourself with a red ribbon, tying your hands together, tightening it with your teeth. Carefully getting into the medium-sized box, you were almost done until you heard footsteps through the hallways, and quickly put the box top on. Your heart rate increases, and you feel your palm getting sweaty...
Hearing Coriolanus's voices through the box, closing your mouth shut. You didn't want to spoil his precious gift, hoping he would at least be satisfied with the surprising gift, crossing your fingers in hope.
Coriolanus called out for you, realizing that you were beside him when he woke up. He knew you enjoy the holidays and this one in general, as he stepped out into the living, there was already a gift he planned to present to you, but looking at the strange box, it was red with a silver ribbon, and was slightly moving. He cocked his eyebrows at the scene, cautiously walking towards the present.
His hands reach for the box and open it, your frame being revealed to him, your eyes making contact with his. "So, this is where you were, my dove," He said, chuckling at your struggling form, "Merry Christmas, Corio" You gave him a shy smile, but you should have seen how you looked in Coriolanus' perspective, the red ribbon wrapping around your body, and near your chest area squeezing against your breast, awaiting to spill out of their confinements. Flickering your eyes away from him, feeling Coriolanus grabbing you out the box shocking you. The red ribbons still confine to your body, as he bridal carried you, "So, this why you were so distinct from me, trying to make this little gift" he smirked, your eyes hestitiately looking away from his bright blue eyes.
His footsteps carry you to your shared chambers, your heart beating in your chest. As he delicately put you on the edge of the bed, your body still confined with the ribbon, he took out some embroidery scissors, slowly cutting through the ribbon except the ones on your hand, as he placed it down on the delicate wooden desk.
His eyes wandered on your half-naked body. Your body looked smooth, doll-like. Your perky chest with hard peaks, his hands touching your confined ones, and he put them over your head. "You did so good for me, dove" he whispered, his fingers touching you, tracing the line of your stomach to your collarbone making you shiver. He outlined your stomach down to your pelvis, gradually dragging off the lacy red panties, making you anxious as your eyes followed his fingers dragging off the delicate panties. Extending your legs, looking at the panties fully being extracted, and throwing them to the other side of the bedroom. The cold air ghosted against your cunt, as your legs trembled.
"Corio.." You whined, you were embarrassed, the feeling of butterflies fluttering around your stomach, "I'm just enjoying my Christmas present, darling" He inched his face, whispering to your ear, as his fingers danced to your delicate petals inching to the bud. His fingers gradually inserted his digits into you, a strife of moans coming out of your lips, as you curved your back up in pleasure. His fingers pulling out of you unbearably slow and plunging back in making you tense up. The brutal pace made you break, your chest heaving as you tensed up at his fingers before his fingers picked up in pace, and it turned into a reckless frenzy. His fingers fucking you harshly, flickering your pearl.
A wanton of moans ripping out of your throat, your eyes rolling back in pleasure, his lips connecting to yours, his tongue exploring your cavern, leaning into the intense kiss. His fingers are still at work, fucking you harsily. You lifted your hips up for him to thrusting deeper into your pussy, withdrawing from the kiss, as you stared at Coriolanus with droopy eyes, your lips parting apart.
Turning your head away from him in embarrassment, "Don't look away from me, dove" He gently turns your head to him, pushing a strand of hair away from your face. Your body felt hot, sweat dripping off of your body. His fingers drove into your cunt, the sloshing sound of your slick, your body getting hotter. Feeling a hot wave of pleasure crashing onto you, curving your back up as your juices mixed with your slick, tensing up your hands against the sheets. Feeling his fingers leaving your cunt, covered in clear fluids. Your cheeks reddened in embarrassment, "You made a mess" Coriolanus said, flickering your eyes at his frame, your hands taking his arm, surprising him. Placing his cum-coated fingers in your mouth, your tongue swirling against his fingertips, staring at him with doe eyes.
His eyes lit up with amusement, as you cleaned his fingers, pulling out his hands from your mouth, saliva coating his fingers. "Are you sure this is your first time, dove" He whispers with delight, you nod, "I want..to satisfy you, Corio" you mumble from your lips, "You are" he cups your cheek, "No..I want to pleasure you, please" your doe eyes looking at his cold eyes. His lips parted at your innocent appearance. Before you sat up, leading him down onto the large bed, your knee digging into the sheet as you pulled off his pants along with his boxers.
Feeling yourself swallowing at the size of his cock, as it strung up. The tip with an angry tip and is covered in colored veins.
Your hand slowly strokes it, your ears hearing groans slipping out of his mouth. Your fingers rub the tip. "Fuck, Y/N" he groans, "Is everything okay?" you questioned, feeling anxious that you're hurting him, "Yes, fuck" he muttered before you took his cock whole into your mouth, your tongue swirling the tip, hearing moans. Your head bobbing up and down his shaft, his moans getting louder, feeling his hands tangled in your hair, as you looked up at his trembling form.
His hand forced you down, making you gag. Tears pricking up on your waterline, forcing yourself to breathe through your nose. As he face fucked you, salvia drooling down your chin, moaning against his touch. Feeling yourself getting wetter, your doe eyes look up.
His hands never leaving your hair as he forced you down before he released his load down your throat, the bitter-salty taste hitting your tongue. Feeling his cock soften in your mouth, withdrawing from him. "Did I do good" you cocked your head to the side, as he examined at you, making note of your half-naked form. His hands making contact with your cheek, as he caressed gently.
He just nodded as you looked at his member harden, as you crawled on top of his body. His hand makes its way on the top of your lingerie, taking it off, and discarding it. Placing your hands on his shoulder, feel his hand on your waist, as you lowered yourself down on his cock. Feeling searing pain in your lower abdomen, stifling a groan from your lips. You felt his hands on your hips dragging you down, bottoming himself, "it's too big... corio" you quivered, "Your doing so well, dove" he gently lift your chin up slightly, as you stared at him.
His hips gently thrust up into your cunt, making you shiver in delight, biting your lip down. Your nails dig deeper into his shoulder making him groan, resting your head on his shoulder, adjusting to the pain. "I'm going to move, okay... Dove" he whispered, you nodded your head at the statement, before feeling his hands on the plush of your bottom, the slow-motion as he gripped your hips feeling his cock leaving you and his then lowering your hips down.
Tears prick on your waterline, biting your lips at the discomfort, his hands rubbing your waist. His hands picking up speed, picking and dropping you down on his cock, the gradually simmering moment of pain, turning into pleasure in your core, moans coming from your lips, throwing your head back in thrill. "Corio" you whined, his pelvis thrusting up. His cock rubbing at your cervix. Your body riding him, feeling addicted to his touch. "Corio–corio" your mouth chanting his name like a prayer, "I'm close..please" You were breathless, his cock slipping out of you and in. Feeling a wave of satisfaction crashing down on you, moans ripping out of you. The lewd sounds of your body mixing with his, your high-pitched moans ripping out your throat.
Feeling his cock leaving you, making you whine, "Lay down" he whispered, pecking your lips as you obey, laying down as he line up with you, pushing his cock into you, thrusting in and out of you, your this bouncing on impact, his hands pressing your legs down on your chest. "Fuck" he groans, his hands pressing your legs closer to you, into a missionary position. Feeling him deep inside you, "Corio–I'm close" you cried out, adjusting your arms around his neck.
His mouth connects to your neck, sucking the vulnerable flesh, you whined out on impact. "I'm close too" he grunted, his pace getting faster, the melody of slapping skin echoing through the room. "Inside please" you whispered, pulling Coriolanus closer to you, feeling your orgasm crashing down on you, moaning out.
Feeling his hot load filling you, his mouth crashing into you, moaning against him. The sensation of his cock dragging out of you, makes you whine. Sweat covers your body, cringing at the feeling of his cum dripping out of you. Your eyes hesitantly looking down, staring at the mess between your legs, light pink liquid dripping out of you.
"Merry Christmas, Corio" you exclaimed, your tired form not letting you stand up, discomfort ringing through your body. Your eyes flicker at the colored stained window, snow falling decorating the scene. Feeling the bed bending at his weight and leaning onto you, leaving a kiss on your lips, "Merry Christmas, my love"
� "I know there's something going on." � � � �
n.o.t.e.s - Uh, sorry but not posting?
w.c -
p.a.i.r.i.n.g - Ajax x Reader
w.a.r.n - cheating, angst with no fluff, alcohol usage, RAGE, cursing, and maybe some dark content
As the light was off, you were lying on your share bed underneath the fluffy covers, looking at the ceiling, waiting for him to come home; it was past midnight, and the bed was still cold.
The crackling of the fire fills your hearing; the midst of the night was the only thing showing through your window as the sharp moonlight pierced through window.
Tossing and turning into your bed, not feeling the warmth of your darling, Childe. You know his work was stressful being a fatui harbinger, but it wasn't one of his vacations; sure, you understand that he didn't want to be cooped up with you, but it was a bit odd of him not sharing affection with you.
But you couldn't help but flip to your right, where he was to be, probably out with his friend, Zhongli, you noted.
But you have always thought that on the outside, at least, he didn't think of the one to party at least. Drink though? You didn't want to be that girlfriend; who would think of his boyfriend cheating? That's something you didn't want to admit or think of.
"But what if-"
"CREAKK-" the sound of the door creaking open, interrupting your thinking as you glance at the figure coming in. The silhouette of your beloved Childe standing inside the room; the wretched smell of alcohol swamped your sense of smell; taking another look at him, you quickly pressed your eyes closed.
The smell of alcohol getting closer, almost suffocating, you felt him looking at you, hovering over you; it felt as if he was standing there forever. Soon the feeling was over; you were pressing your eyes shut, taking a peek out to see your ginger boyfriend, the moonlight glaring at him, maybe if it was your tired eyes, but you couldn't help but see red marks like lipstick marks littering over his skin.
You just dismissed your thoughts; maybe your eyes were playing tricks on you; there's no way that it can be factual or accurate, as you tried rolling onto your side, denying the evidence that could support it, failing to realize salty tears rolling down your cheek.
But over time, those thoughts started to plague your mind, everytime you tried to think of something else, that memory will pop up, like its a curse.
Oddly enough, it seems like it was happening like a timeline, the time you talk to Childe or even saw his face decrease, sometimes you would try your best to strike up a conversation with him, and he's just dismissed you abruptly. He promises to be home on time for dinner but doesn't even make it; maybe over time, you just stopped believing those little white lies through the relationship.
It was just you sitting at the dinner table, staring at the chair he was supposed to be in, and the food becoming quickly cold.
..It was becoming frustrating, slamming your fist on the table and rattling it as you got out of your seat.
Your relationship with Childe was cracking. If I had to be admitted, it would be now.
Your suspicions were rising, the times you got stood up were adding, every time he would apologize by buying you gifts, but those gifts couldn't ever really fill what you really wanted.
As we spoke, you were venting to your best friend, Thoma; he was a good listener, always hearing you out. He was caring and was there for you in your times of doubt.
He was your best friend from childhood, it was obvious that he was angry for someone playing with your feeling, and he was there for me and would be your shoulder to cry on.
Anyone would notice that he wanted to replace your boyfriend, Childe.
Looking out the window, It was obvious that you were stupid. You hadn't confronted him at all.
Today would be the day you couldn't put this facade up.
You were apprehensive needless to say about the decision you made but it was for the better for you, Thoma would always say to you.
But when you came back, It was ironic that all the days he was busy, today was the day he wasn't off doing something stupid. It was safe to say you were scared about it and maybe had some time that you almost backed out from doing it.
As you walked into his office, he noticed your presence as you walked into the room, "Goodmorning babe" he uttered, you didn't reply to him, you just sat down at his desk, "Did something happen?"
"You know what happened, don't play stupid," you yelled, snapping at him; you were tired of him obliviously not knowing what he did, the false promises he made to you, and cherry on top, what happened the day before when his body was littering with lipsticks prints and marks on his body, you weren't stupid that those marks were won over a fight.
"Is this about me missing out on our date? If it is, I'm sorry about that, sweetheart" he tried to reach for your hand, but you pulled away and looked at him in a fury. "Who was it?" you said
"What do you mean, Y/N."
"Don't play dumb; who was the whore you were sleeping with, Childe."
It finally hit him, you were never sleeping on the day he came back home; you were awake and saw it and everything else.
"So..WHO THE FUCK IS IT, CHILDE" you stood and yelled at him. He didn't even look at you or respond to you.
"Your quiet now, huh? You thought your little affair would pass me; you think I'm a FUCKING DUMBASS."
"I'm not going to be yelled at in my own house," he uttered.
"Fine, then im fucking leaving," you yelled and stomped off, grabbing a suitcase, grabbing some of your essential clothes and items.
"Where are you going" Childe came into your shared bedroom, "Leaving this place since you think fucking any woman is okay when you're in FUCKING RELATIONSHIP" you threw one of his gifts at him and packed more of your stuff.
As you tried to close off your suitcase, Childe's hands were pressed to the top of the suitcase, and he grabbed your wrist with his other hand, "Are you insane."
"Listen, Y/N, I'm sorry I didn't mean it."
"You didn't mean it? So you magically accidentally fucked them, that's what you telling me right now?" you tried to take his grasp off your wrist.
"I can't live without you, Y/N."
"You should think of the thought of that when you did that" you snatched your hand away, grabbed your suitcase, walked to the door, and opened it before the door was slammed shut with his hand.
"What the hell, Childe."
"You can't."
"I can't what? Be independent and have a life without you."
"You don't know, you need me, Y/n, you need me."
"I don't need you for shit, damnit, take your hand off."
He grabbed you by your wrist and pinned you by the wall, "Are you crazy, Childe."
"You can't leave me, sweetie" I need you" as he stroked your face
"Are you fucking d-" you were cut off before his sword was pressed near your neck,
"If I can't have you, then nobody can."
"When you scream, it drives me nuts If you hang up, I'll spill your guts"
n.o.t.e.s - Tbh the original is always better.
w.a.r.n - non-con to dub-con, NSFW (ofc) penetration, blood kink, creampie, fingering, just plain nasty.
p.a.i.r.i.n.g - Stu macher x fem!reader
w.c. - 1.9k
"Creak~"
There was a strange noise that was coming from downstairs of your house. You woke up from the strange noise, and your breath hitched as you heard the noise coming closer.
You got up from your bed slowly as you inched closer to your door, as you look outside your chamber's door. Nobody was there, your parents left on business. They left you alone, alone with your maid, alone with your butler, and alone with your bodyguards.
As you look at the big ben clock perched on the hallway's wall.
2:00 am
The window was glaring in moonlight, making the hallway more daunting. You were born in rich family, your parents barely being there as they were almost all on business, either with each other or away. Most of your house help was gone, and your guards already sleeping, as you heard soft snoring.
Your thought was interrupted with soon fear covering your whole body, as you heard a loud thump, it didn't alert your guard as they kept on snoring.
You walked back into your chambers, as your window was open, you quickly peered out and closed in, covering the window with silk purple curtains. You sighed, realizing it was a broken tee branch, it was odd, the tree wasn't dying just for the branch to fall off.
There was another noise, your phone rang. It was 2:00 am in the morning, there was no way it could be your parents or your friends, maybe it was Tatum and couldn't sleep.
You ignored the thoughts running through your mind, as you sat down on your bed in the dark look g at yourself in the mirror, before covering yourself with a blanket, ready to back to your slumber.
You gingerly got up from your bed and answered the phone that was propped near your vanity. You answered with a quiet but audible, "Hello" you mumbled from out your sleepy lips.
"Hello beautiful" an almost sounding rough voice, deeply satisfying, dare you say sexy voice spoke from the phone, maybe it was Tatum pulling a prank on you, "What do you want?"
"Can't a stranger have a conversation with a pretty girl" the voice ranged out, you couldn't lie the little pet name and compliment were making your heart flutter.
"At 2:00 am at night, buddy?"
"Sure why not, I mean your still on the phone with me, a stranger"
" I got to go, I have school tomorrow"
"That sucks, doesn't it"
"Ya, that's why I gotta go now"
"Wait-" the stranger said quickly before you could place the phone back.
"Yea?"
"Wanna play a game?"
"No, thank you" before you hang up the phone, "Hang up on me, I'll fucking spill your guts" the once calm voice turned ominous, as it said the threat on the landline.
Your heart started pounding from the threat, and your eyes started to water up as well, and you heard noises from the stairs.
"So, do you want to play the game now?" the ominous spoke out.
You didn't respond, the sound of your hitched breathing was being heard through the telephone to the stranger that was calling you, you muttered a small yes, still audible to be heard.
"I'm glad you came to your sense, darling" the voice cooed at you, you felt sick to your stomach, as fear covered your body, plaguing your mind.
"Mmm, let's say Horror as the category of the questions"
"First, who was the first victim of Freddy Krueger?"
You weren't a fan of horror, but know some of the horror characters from all the movies your friends watch on opening night, especially Billy and Stu, "T-tina Gray!" you yelled out, "It was her", you answered as you cautiously exited your room looking around your surrounding, walking down the stairs.
"Good, really good" the voice spoke,
"Second, who was the original slasher of Friday the 13th?"
Fuck.
"Um, JASON!" you yelled out, The sound of the stranger clicking their tongue was heard, "Damn, and I really thought you were smarter than that Y/N" your heart dropped when the stranger mention your name.
"H-how did you know my name" you whimpered, as you dashed down the flight of stairs, "It was fucking Pamela, everyone knows that poor Y/N,... but since I'm nice, I'll let you redeem yourself, but it not looking good for your dear bodyguard" As the stranger uttered his words, you stopped to see a shattered window, and a dead body of one of your bodyguard, the body had stab wounds, bleeding out from his mouth.
You released a blood-curdling scream, as you ran away from the body to the kitchen. Tears started running down your face, as you grab one of the chef knives from the rack, arming yourself.
"Y/N, you know better than that, everyone knows when there's a killer in the house you should be quiet, but for now let try a game of hide n go seek"
Your breath was shaky, "P-please no" you whimpered.
"Well you have to know, not everyone in the fucking world get to have everything when your born, your parent should taught you better, than spoliing you with riches, Y/N, your just the girl that dies in the end nothing more and nothing less.
"What did I do to you" you cried in the phone, slouched down near the counters, your face wet with tears.
"It's too late to beg for mercy, just try to live through the night~" the voice ranged out as the stranger cut off the phone call.
The house was silent, it was eerily silent. The one you couldn't dare to breathe in.
You started crawling to find shelter, before you saw a figure in your house, holding a knife and wear a black robe, wearing a white ghost mask.
Your breath hitched, as you pressed your hands to your face. The figure's footsteps were silent, barely even heard. You crawled near your garage before you even got to the knob. Your heart dropped straight to your stomach as your face came to contact with the ghost mask.
You screamed and ran, as the hooded figure chased after you, you clutched your knife to safety, still managing to hide behind one of the doors, you peered out, seeing the ghost figure swinging its head.
Clutching your hand to your mouth to make less noise, the steps of the figure came near you as you heard the creak of the wooden flooring.
"Hah..haah" you breathed, your breath hitched as you heard the figure stopping near you.
You felt the figure near you, their murderous intent radiating onto you. You heard the figure walking toward you, and you sighed quietly, as soon you did, the figure came from behind you, knocking.
'AHHHHH!' you screamed running upstairs, as the figure chased you with a hunting knife. You ran up, as you slammed the door at the figure moving your closet to your door, you tripped landing onto your bed.
The sound of your door rattling, as you heard the slamming of the door, and your whimpering was heard.
"Come on, Y/N, don't be a bad girl for me now" the figure spoke from the door, as you were scared by the figure smashing your door, their arm becoming visible, as you backed up from your bed to your closet.
"P-please...PLEASE!" you cried, as the figure finally got out and opened the door, walking slowly toward you, their hunter knife in hand.
Your salty tears dried onto your face, and you held onto your closet. The Ghostface figure grabbed you by your hair, and you scream out. The figure throws you onto your bed, as you squirm.
"Y/N, you have been a very bad girl" the figure holding your face, as the figure brought their head near you, their mask touching your face. The figure touching your thighs, "I'll let you live if you grant me a favor" the figure's hand slowly inching underneath your nightgown.
Your intimate parts slowly become arousal, as their hand inches towards your underwear, "Let me...have my way with you, and be a good girl, and you'll live" the figure whispered in your ear before retracting back.
"O-okay" you muttered, as you threw your head to the side, avoiding the mask, your breath hitched when the figure slowly took off your panties.
Placed it in one of their pockets, the cold air hitting your arousal, as you gave a silent moan, as tears were building up from your lashes, and you whimpered out.
The figure took off one of their gloves, and their hand got inserted into your plushy wall, as you squeeze their fingers. "F-fuck your so tight, it's wonderful how it feels when my cock is inside" your wall squeezing his fingers tighter, "haah~" you moaned out, as he thrust into you.
His fingers thrust into you, as you arched your back, moaning out, the warmth from his hand being withdrawn, as you looked at the figure taking off his pants, teasingly at you as you threw your head to the side, full of embarrassment.
"Your so eager aren't you"
"You gotta beg for it baby~"
"P-please"
"You have to do more than that, haha"
"P-please, just fuck me already" you rubbed your thighs together, as you spread your pussy lips for the murder. You felt disgusted with yourself, you're giving yourself to a murderer that killed, not even 20 mins after"
"P-please" you gently touch the tip of his cock.
You swore you saw the figures dick getting harder, as the tip started dripping precum.
"I cant wait to fuck the shit of ya" as the figure lined up to your pussy, not even a moment you felt the sharp pain inside of you, as the figure started thrusting into like a animal.
"Haah~" you moaned, your back watched as your eyes crossed between each other, lolling your tongue out.
"Shit, I was right. You're so fucking tight" he groaned out, as the figure gripped your thighs. Their thrusts were getting sloppy by the second, as they grabbed their hunting knife slitting the top of your nightgown, your breast jiggling from the animalistic thrust.
Relief came down on your body, as you moaned out.
"Your skin is so soft, isn't I wanna the mark the shit out of you" the figure soon carved your skin as blood pricked up. The cut soon appears throughout your body. You looked messy, like a porn model, and your nightgown was turned into rags.
"Do you want me to cum inside of you baby~" the figure grunted, "P-please" you moaned out, your eyes half lidded.
As the thrust got sloppy, as soon you felt warmness filling up your pussy, as you heard groaning from the masked killer.
Panting was heard throughout your room, your ripped clothes sticking onto your sweaty body, feeling your body growing tired, as the last thing you saw was the masked killer getting redressed.
The phone ranged, as Stu picked the phone, as the caller was Billy, one of his best friends.
"So did you kill her"
"No not yet, just saving her for something special" as Stu place a blunt between his lips, lighting it up, as he started at the window of your home.
"You got to be fucking serious, Stu, I swear to god if your plan doesn'work I'm going to-"
"Chill dude, it's gonna work, just trust me Billy" as stu blew out the smoke.
"-Just trust me"
@everyone:
IM THE NUMBER 1 STARLIGHTER. I'm here for starlight being violent, slapping bitches and kicking ass, fuck yeah. Im tryna link up with her, 💯💯
AND SHES THE BITCH BEATING UR ASS!!
HES SO HOT HELP- 😭
who did the art in your icon
I originally found the art on Pinterest, but the artist is xnheun_ , on Instagram.
Oh the pain..
@everyone:
Hey guys! I'm not dead...
but it is clear to see that I haven't been posting on Tumblr as of recently, I have been mostly on a03, writing some silly fanfic there and posting there.
So yeah, I'm lowkey back in my stranger things era, isn't that crazy. ( BTW it's season 2/3) but I'll be back posting soon, after finals...hopefully