#randal ivory x reader

[nyonyen]

NSFW ALPHABET - randal

AO3

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

inseparable, attached to you like a damn lamprey (mouth included)

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

randal loves his tongue and how uncomfortable it makes you when he tries to lick your eyeballs he loves your stomach, he never fails to make you painfully aware that there’s only so much separating your insides from the outside

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

as for any hentai obsessed scum, he wants it all over you, no place uncovered. he’ll milk himself dry to make his own bukkake hentai, you know?

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

is there anything dirty about him that he keeps secret? well, maybe that he tends to prefer bottoming, or at least being forced into submission

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

hell naw. he-hell naw. randal’s nge doujinshis do not have any anatomical knowledge that could help!

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

spooning 100%, especially when you’re still asleep. just slip it to the side… it’s very convenient, and lets him easily breathe down your neck

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

he’s neither serious nor unserious, he just is

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

plucks each hair out with a pair of tweezers because it’s funny

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

full blown obsession. randal likes to call himself a yandere type when it comes to you, and is he wrong?

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

whenever the time arises, which is often, he plants himself face first, ass up, and jerks it crazy style

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

literally anything humiliating he is game for, receiving & giving. he also has a thing for making other people watch… forced voyeurism? he’s quite thankful for the hierarchy poster

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

in the woods, and in his coffin

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

nosebleeds, upskirt shots in anime (ecchi ecchi!), online arguments… what doesn’t get randal going?

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

uh…

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

in a perfect world, every time would be a 69, that’s his attitude towards it. addicted to fucking your face, and having you suffocate him

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

incredibly rough, no matter the speed

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

since his opinion on cum is quite… extreme, it is a bit hard to do quickies. however, when has that ever stopped randal?

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

duh. if there’s something erotic randal doesn’t know about, he’d be surprised

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

as long as it takes, that’s his prerogative!

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

addicted to toys. if there’s anything that can make you and him squirm beyond belief, he needs to have it. he’s partial to bunny vibes

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

teasing is randal’s middle name (probably). will deny you orgasms constantly, but rarely follows through. you just look so cute when you cum!

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

the loudest ever. luther scolds him day in and day out, but he physically can’t hold back. maybe gags are something you should explore?

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

draws doujins of you and him. it's incredibly cringy, but man... he definitely memorized your body. look at the detail!

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

5-inch, curved to the side (we know why)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

insatiable. utterly insatiable, so please watch out for internal bruising, okay?

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

relishes in watching you sleep, so it depends on whether or not he wants to continue the pleasure in a shared dream :)

#randal ivory x reader #ranfren x reader #✎

[melonmilkshake]

WE ARE SO BACK IM GLAD UR TAKING REQ AGAIN!! Ima js request the same thing before it sadly got deleted T^T

To make it short… puppy Randal and (fem) kitty reader (I think this concept is hybrids?) the point is they’re both in heat but like Randal is going through it like 10x worse and does not hold back at all. They don’t have to have tails if u don’t want to js at least the ears obv :3 but sum extras I’d like to see is maybe breeding kink, belly bulge (yk like when we see the outline when it’s inside us..:3) and manhandling ^^

Anything else is up to u honestly js no gore pls

(´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

AGAIN SO GLAD UR BACK!! -🧛🏽‍♀️

Randal Ivory x reader

Smut

She/her | Female

(Randal does have a tail in this and dog ears so does reader!!)

TW: doggy style, nibbling, nipple play, breeding, and belly bulge

Randal is your loving boyfriend and when it comes to being a couple you should help each other out! Even if by helping means Randal wants to fuck you.

Last oneshot for tonight and yes I will re upload a oneshot from my wattpad. A new oneshot for tomorrow probably.

ALSO NOT REALLY PROOF READ

Your boyfriend can be restless sometimes. Despite your calm cat like demeanor he still likes to play with you. He likes pouncing, nipping, and licking you any chance he gets.

Even if you both were different types of hybrids it didn't matter. You both loved each other so much to the point where no one could tell you, you both couldn't be together.

Everything that you do is mostly wholesome and loving and today was nothing different... or so you thought. You could hear slight whimpering and moaning sounds coming from your room. It sounded like Randal..

You knew he was very horny and touchy nowadays always stealing your stuff and masturbating because he wants to mate. You slowly opened the door and your jaw dropped.

Randal was humping your pillow completely naked. His tail was wagging fastly while he humped it on your bed. You could tell he had already came a few times by the wet spots on your sheets, blankets, and a few on your plushies.

The second he heard the door creak he completely stopped. His puppy ears went down and he stopped wagging his tail. A confused purr came out of your mouth seeing him so disappointed and upset over the fact he was caught.

You stood in the middle of your room staring at him. He quickly got on his knees infront of you and looked at the ground. He whimpered and sniffled hoping you'd forgive him. You snapped your fingers making him look up at you.

The whole time you spoke his eyes kept on lingering to your breasts they just looked so good in that tight shirt you wore. He wagged his tail staring at them of course not paying attention to your words.

If it wasn't for this stupid mating season you both go through he wouldn't be like this... no he still would be but less distracted. You gave a sharp whistle and Randal's puppy ears perked up as he stared at you flustered.

"My eyes are up here." You spoke and flicked his forehead. He sniffled and gave you a puppy eyed plead but you never gave into it. You purred softly while your tail moved side to side.

"Whats wrong? You knew you were being a bad boy." You said with a small sigh as you turned around to leave but you couldn't even take one step before Randal stood behind you and squeezed your boobs. You were taken aback by the sudden grab and didn't know what to do.

His dick was pressed up against your ass, slightly rubbing up against it. His fingers pinched your nipples through the thin fabric of your shirt making you jolt.

He twisted them eagerly while small whimpers came out of your mouth. You could feel your panties already becoming wet from his touch. "I love you and I want you. Please gimme what I want." He whimpered and nuzzled his head up against your cheek. You nodded hesitatiantly and he wagged his tail.

"Sit. I need to take off my clothes." You ordered him and started getting undressed but when you were finished he admittedly pounced on you taking one of your nipples into his mouth. He sucked on it and wagged his tail while playing with your other nipple.

You moaned at his sudden assult on your breasts but didn't stop him. He nipped at your breasts and neck pulling and licking at your skin before you knew it he made you lay on the ground ass up while pounding into you. His hand was gripping a fistful of your hair while he thrusted fast. He was moaning and whimpering both of yours sounds mixed together while his balls hit up against you.

With a shaky moan he came in you, your whole body was trembling from him fucking you but oh he wasn't finished yet. He flipped you over onto your back and forced your legs open. He stared at the large amount of cum leaking out of your tight hole. He suddenly pushed his cock back in you making you squirm under him.

He kept on mumbling things in your ear like "m'gonna get you pregnant", "you're gonna have my babies", "You're gonna give birth to my puppies." He was obviously very into the mood and you could tell by bulge in your stomach from his cock. It was big and a obvious sign of his of his arousal. You were gonna be here for a long time and you knew it.

#randal ivory x reader #randal ivory x yn #ranfren oneshots #ranfren x reader #ranfren x yn #smut #oneshots #fanfic #randal ivory oneshot

[mariiio]

Drew Randal Ivory from Ranfren. I started obsessing over him for like weeks and drawing him literally everywhere... I'm going insane but who isn't at this point???

#im a simp #ranfren #randal ivory #randals friends #Ranfren fandom #artwork #artists on tumblr #digital art #digital drawing #randal ivory x reader

[monalogs]

"Ku-Ku." | Randal Ivory

➷ Paring - Randal Ivory x Fem!Reader [Randal's Friends / Ranfren]

➷ CWs - Noncon, Master/Pet play, cunnilingus, fingering, slight bloodplay, unsafe sex, pain

a/n - randal brainrot, i adore this lil freak :3 first fic on this blog btw !! requests open (check my pinned) also ignore any mistakes

Luther Von Ivory scans his options presented to him, there are many animals, but he's looking for something specific. A human. He actually didn't know what his brother preferred in humans, but he's sure Randal wouldn't question Luther’s wonderful taste.

The employee gets to you, “She just came in.” He sees you kick around in the cage you were in, “Let me out! I’m not an animal!” Luther sticks a long finger through the bars of your enclosure. He winces when he feels you chomp down on it, quickly drawing it back.

“Are you sure this isn't a dog? I much prefer cats if that's the case.”

“She's a full blooded human! Trust me, found her hitchhiking on the side of the road myself.”

“Hm, okay then. I’ll take her.” Luther’s lucky he kept a sedative in his car. You’ll get trained later.

Randal basically squeals when he sees you, immediately pulling you out of the box and into his arms. For however drugged up you were, you could make out what they were saying perfectly.

He shook you, “Brother, you really didn't!”

“I did. Isn't she pretty?”

“Yeah! I like the way her eyes droop, the drool is a great touch too.”

“That's not permanent, Randal.”

“Oh.” He pauses, “Well, her name is (Y/N).” You can barely mumble as you make out blurry beady eyes staring at you through thick rimmed glasses, “I want…to go… h…home.”

A bizarre giggle escaped his lips, ku ku? “Don't be silly, you are home now.”

You decided to just sleep.

Soon, you had to wake up. And when you do, you see you’ve been put in a frilly, black dress. It’s short sleeved with a white bow on the v-neckline, lace detailing follow the curve of your waist. You notice matching thigh-high black socks on you as well, though you didn't have on any shoes.

You are sober enough to note the room. Posters hang on the wall, all odd anime things, along with creepy dolls littering around that stare. It then hits you that you are sitting in a cushioned coffin.

Holy shit. This is some freak shit. Shit, shit, shit.

Before you can fully get up, the door slams open. “You’re awake!” It's the boy, Randal. You scream and jump back, falling back onto carpeted floor. Suddenly, he’s on top of you.

“Nyon reeeaaaallllyyyy got you in some cute clothes! You look like a doll! Very lifelike.” He seems to hum out the words as he straddles your hands to the side of your head.

“I want to go home! Let me go home!” You thrash beneath him, but he's freakishly strong for someone so lanky. His grip tightens on your wrists. “Nuh-uh. We bought you. Legally, you are mine.”

He keeps that toothy smile on his face, “Anyways, you were on the side of the road. You really didn't have a family, did you?” Randal laughs his weird laugh again while you stare at him with wide eyes, “Exactly what I thought!”

He doesn't loosen his grip as he brings his mouth down to lick your ear. You clamp up, “Don't… don't do that.” It comes out meekly, and though Randal isn't that intimidating in size, you feel dwarfed.

“Ah, I can train you however I want. I’m your master, remember?” Randal’s breath feels hot on the side of you before he licks you again, this time on your neck. “How about you say it? Say that I’m your master.”

You choke on a sob you didn't realize you were holding in as he murmurs into your ear, “Hey, listen to me.” Randal’s noticeably becoming more aggravated, his gloved nails are digging into your wrists now. He still keeps that terrible smile on his face.

With burning skin, you whisper, “You're… you’re my master…” Randal twists your wrists, “Louder for me.”

You cave in, “You're my master!” Finally, the pressure on your wrists is gone. He laughs again, moving one hand down to your waist while the other rests on your thigh. “Ku-ku, I like that!”

He fiddles with the side of your dress, slowly hiking it up to where your thighs and panties are fully exposed for him, the red on his face deepens. “You really are so so pretty! Soft, like a human pillow, so soft. I just wanna eat you.” He breathes heavily, “I just might.”

There's something prodding at the fabric on your thigh, he pulls them apart without much hesitation. “Please, don't.” Again, it’s quiet. He coos at your small plea, “Pets have to listen. Now, lift your ass.”

Finally, you're exposed to him. The dress is discarded next to you, along with your underwear. You want to curl up, hide, cover, anything. You can't. His grasp is too firm, and truthfully, you are scared. He doesn’t care to hurt you. He sees you as a pet, his human. That is your biggest flaw

Gloved fingers find your cunt, prodding at your entrance. Randal fiddles with the fly of his pants, pulling himself out. He strokes himself lazily, eyes glued to the sight of his fingers sinking into your pretty pussy. A small moan forces it way out of you, he has long fingers– like his brother. Soon, he’s knuckle deep, face inches from your slick heat.

“Hah, you're dripping!” You can't bare to look at him, head tilted in the air as you huff at the good

feeling. You aren't prepared when he suddenly sticks his tongue between your thighs. Oh. That gets a long moan out of you, “Nooo–”

Randal smirks, savoring your taste as he sloppily laps his tongue around his fingers and against your cunt. He can't help himself but jerk off his aching cock, getting off to your noises. He’s tasting you, but he wants more.

It feels like hours, but it's probably only been a few minutes that he’s been eating you out. It's creditably sloppy, drool drips down between you and you know he isn't great at it– but the eagerness makes a knot build in your abdomen. A loud moan mixes with your pleas when that knot snaps. You let go a pitched breath when he finally separates his tongue and fingers from you, moving to hover atop of you.

“I was right, you taste amazing.” He’s catching his breath, grabbing his cock as he aligns it between you, “You’ll feel amazing.” You want to beg but you know he wouldn't listen, why would you? You're just a pet. A pet he can do whatever to.

He rubs against you, teasing his tip at your entrance. “You want it? You want me to fuck you?” The shade on his face is heavy, his glasses are foggy but you can still see the glint of lust behind them, staring right at you. He grabs your face to look at him, “Say it. Tell your master you want it.” Again, he digs his nails into your puffy cheeks.

“Please– please master…” He roughly ruts against you, the side of his length rubs against your clit as he groans, “Fuck yeah!” Randal pitches, loud moans pull out of him, grabbing your clothed legs and angling them to rest on his shoulders, finally sinking his whole length into you.

You swear you see blood drip from his nose when he forces himself in, but you can't focus on it, he’s already moving in and out.

God, he's loud. Louder than you even, he can't keep himself together, clearly in bliss with his mouth hanging open slightly. “Ooooh– perfect, perfect pet!” Randal folds you, positioning roughly. He's trying to reach the deepest parts of you, he isn't concerned how your legs sting at the stretch. He's too focused on the way your tits bounce up and down, hypnotizing him to go deeper, faster.

You really are perfect, tight and wet around him. He wants to keep staring into your big, teary, eyes. It all aches him to get closer to you. He wants to fully consume you. For him to become a part of you. No, scratch that. You become a part of him.

“Hah, hah, you make your master feel soooo good.” He licks your tears, making you attempt to pull slightly from him, but he doesn't allow that to happen. Instead, he makes sure to fold you more, knees pressed against your chest in a way that makes you even tighter around him.

He’s speeding up, babbling about how good you feel. You feel like you can't even get a breath in now, it's hard to expand your lungs with your legs and Randal’s weight so close to your chest. Red blood drips onto your face and you look to see the pure lust Randal has spread across his face. You want to reach and wipe the blood so badly, feeling how it drips so closely to your mouth. Randal beats you to it first, gripping your face again and wiping his blood around with his thumb.

He laughs, smearing it across your face. Then, he tightens his grip again, his blood covered thumb rests on your quivering bottom lip, “Open up, doll.” You grit your teeth, trying to turn but his grasp locks you in place. “Ah, you should listen to your master.” You relent. “Good girl, ku-ku. I know you bite– don’t even try.” Then, he sticks his whole thumb in your mouth, rubbing it on the back of your tongue to make sure you taste the iron. You want to gag and bite, but you know you can't.

Randal finally draws his gloved thumb from your mouth, his blood replaced with your saliva. “Fuck– you feel so good, you me to come outside or inside? You– ah, tell me.” He’s twitching inside you, and quickly you shake your head, “No–”

“Kidding, I'm coming inside!”

Your stomach turns, and you hate the knot in your abdomen that makes you tighten around him, helping him come undone inside of you. He’s pumping white before you can even refuse, snapping his hips against you so hard you're sure you might bruise.

It's hard to tell how long it's been when Randal finally pulls out of you. You feel him drip down your sore legs, dampening your thigh-high socks. He eventually gets off on top of you as you both catch your breath. You lay on the carpet, a sticky and full sensation swallows you whole.

Randal has the nerve to snuggle next to you, wrapping his arms around your bare waist and burying his face into your neck. The smallest sob gets stuck in your throat, there isn't any way to get out of this, is there?

“Sh, just go to sleep. You have more training later.” Ku-ku.

#randal ivory #ranfren #randal ivory x reader #x reader #tw noncon #tw pain #fem!reader #dark content

[sewinrat]

I LOVE YOUR BLOG, I could write something about Randal x Reader who is his friend from school and finally invites him to his house

You or me writing, bud? Confusing me here. Sorry I'm late. I think this is platonic? Idk you can choose.

*Reader is gn

"Damn you live like this?" You slightly joked as you enter the house with Randal dragging you in and everywhere enthusiastically. He ignored your joke and instead called out to his, "BIG BROTHER! I BROUGHT A FRIEND HOME~"

You look at the tall man with his arms crossed in front of you and wave with a nonchalant smile, "Hi there." The man, Luther, simply stare at you with before turning his gaze to Randal who is beside you, "Where did you found them?" "At school! I was getting dissected by the people with painted-on eyes and boom! They appear and save me! It was fun while it lasted though~" Randal says as if that was just a fun activity the school has provided. Luther nods, "I see. Well," he turns back to you who was just there still with the nonchalant look, "Welcome then♡ We would love to have you join us for dinner♡" He went away and Randal drag you further in more to follow him to what you're gonna assumed, the kitchen with the thought, 'I thought it was afternoon now?'

On the way there, you saw a lot of... Interesting stuff. Like two grown men acting like cats, surreal stuff that you thought you're delusional, some kid in a clown outfit, a cat's tail.. from the carpet, and you thought you saw some blood. "Nice." You show a thumbs up to no one in particular, "Why thank you, friend!" Randal replied to you anyway. When you both reach the kitchen, he made you sit on the chair while he go and grab whoever this 'Sebastian' is. In not even 5 minutes, the 'Sebastian' is now sitting next to you. After that, you've been joined by everyone else. Every now and then some crazy shit happens and it gets a laugh out of you everytime.

In the end, you and Randal(And Sebastian who Randal force to join) play with Legos. You get to see Randal trying to eat some Lego pieces. You never went home that day. But I'm sure you're fine with that, right?

#ranfren #randal’s friends #ranfren x reader #x reader #randal x reader #randal ivory #randal von ivory #randal ivory x reader #gn reader #x gn reader #gender neutral reader #This was going nowhere honestly #sincerely sewer rat

[tvgirlcore]

✩ writing list !

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

fandoms/characters i want/will write for if requested !!! i’m new to writing on tumblr so i’m not sure how to start but lmk !!!?

you may request nsfw on any chars without sfw only! 

✩ adventure time

 ⋆✦ marshall lee

✩ call of duty

 ⋆✦ könig

 ⋆✦ simon “ghost” riley

✩ cry of fear

 ⋆✦ simon henriksson

✩ five nights at freddy’s

 ⋆✦ michael schmidt (movie)

 ⋆✦ sun/moon (sb)

 ⋆✦ gr freddy (sfw only)

 ⋆✦ william afton (movie+comics)

✩ the last of us

 ⋆✦ ellie

 ⋆✦ joel (sfw only.. sorry)

 ⋆✦ dina

 ⋆✦ abby

✩ randal’s friends/ranfren

 ⋆✦ randal von ivory

 ⋆✦ nyen

 ⋆✦ nyon

✩ scott pilgrim vs the world

 ⋆✦ scott pilgrim

 ⋆✦ wallace wells

 ⋆✦ todd ingram

 ⋆✦ ramona flowers

✩ stranger things

 ⋆✦ steve harrington

 ⋆✦ eddie munson

 ⋆✦ mike wheeler (sfw only)

 ⋆✦ johnathan byers

#first post #adventure time #marshall lee x reader #call of duty #könig x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #cry of fear #simon henriksson x reader #cry of fear x reader #fnaf #mike schmidt x reader #sun x reader #moon x reader #glamrock freddy x reader #william afton x reader #randals friends #randal ivory x reader #nyen x reader #nyon x reader #scott pilgrim vs the world #spvtw #scott pilgrim x reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie x reader #ellie tlou #tlou #dina x reader #joel miller x reader #Spotify

[dreamxyumejonomougen]

In this cartoon you are kept by Randall as a human pet.

The look of the character I apply to you is my taste.

#ranfren x reader #ranfren #ranfren x your #ranfren landal #my art #randal x your #randal x reader #randal ivory

[plagueoffools]

RANFREN

MASTERLIST

NOTE : I do not support the various controversial actions done by CaptainHowdie ( the creator ).

[ RANFREN ]

CHARACS : - RANDAL IVORY, SATORU TSUKADA, LUTHER VON IVORY, SEBASTIAN DE TOMATO SMITH CHICKEN LEGS, NYEN THE CATMAN, NYON THE CATMAN.

#ranfren #randal ivory #luther von ivory #nyen catman #nyon catman #sebastian de tomato smith chicken legs #ranfren x reader

[st4rgrllzx]

favorite characters from: cod, ranfren, and jjk?

cod: valeria,ghost,nikto,konig,soap,price,krueger,horangi !

jjk: shoko,nanami,gojo,geto,mahito,choso,nobara,yuji !

ranfren: randal,satoru,nyon,nyen,luther,all ratmen,carpet kitty !

#nyen catman #nyon catman #randals friends #ranfren fanart #ranfren #ranfren ratmen #satoru tsukada #ranfren randal #randall ivory #ghost cod #cod #cod mw2 #cod x reader #modern warfare #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #cod mwii #cod modern warfare #carpet kitty

[shoutaconyaoitruther]

sub randal ivory x m reader // cw: blood,knifeplay,sado-masochism,cutting

made this 4 my bf :3

you currently had randal underneath you whilst you straddled his hips, begging for more. his body littered in deep cuts and crimson substance. you carved a heart into his chest, as well as your initials into his thighs, you held the knife’s sharp blade over his collarbone this time.

“yes! sink it deep into my skin..”

he begged , with a breathy voice. randal was so caught up in his own masochism he didn’t even notice the blood trickling down his nose and onto the white sheets. which are now stained with his essence.

“eager, are we?” you said in a charming tone,before sinking the blade into his collarbone. cutting with no direction in mind, before stopping just where his neck is, you looked up to notice how hard randal was breathing and the cum dripping down from his cock as you looked back.

you decided to continue reveling in your twisted idea of art, holding your thumb up to randal’s nose before smearing his own blood across the left side of his face. he let out a low, crazed chuckle.

“i-is that all you got?”

randal uttered under his breath, you could tell he was close with how much his entire body was trembling. he wanted you to punish him.

with one slick movement you drove the knife into his upper thigh, he let out what sounded like a mix of a blood-curdling scream and an ear piercing moan. nonetheless, it was loud, and he didn’t say the safe word, so you kept going.

pulling the knife out of his thigh you decided to grip his arm and begin to sculpt more of your initials into his wrist, randal was panting heavily by now. his entire body bloodied and victim to your cruel nature, but he liked it. you knew he did.

#randals friends #randal ivory #ranfren randal #captain howdie #ranfren #smut #m4m #mlm nsft #fan fiction #fanfic

[ajokeformur-ray]

Hi, a HC request please! How about this: reader waits in front of Haha's for Arthur but Randall comes out first, spots reader and tries to hook up/flirt with her? Also hang in there, I know things have been hard on you lately, but you can pull through, I believe in you ❤️

Me, spending half an hour staring at a GIF of Arthur? More likely than you think skskskkk he’s so beautiful it makes me want to cry. I think I’d die if he looked at me like this omgggg~ sweet angel.

Thank you, nonnie. I’m doing my best

“O-ho, what do we have here? Don’t get this very often in Chuckletown.” 

A cold shiver of disgust and dread started at the very top of your head and dripped slowly down your spine, and you shuddered. Ugh. 

You had never met Randall before, but you would know him anywhere.

Just the way Arthur had spoken of him during all those late nights when he was too distraught to cry and could only laugh, the noise so painful as it ripped from his throat that you half expected to see speckles of crimson blood on his sinful thin lips, was enough for you to put the pieces together.

Still, you forced a smile on your lips as you greeted him. “Hi, Randall. Arthur’s told me about you.”

The man’s creepy smile faded somewhat at the ice which was in your tone, try as you might in being polite to someone who really didn’t deserve it even from a stranger.

“Oh, yeah? How do you know the freak?” Randall’s smile didn’t quite reach his eyes, which were those of a shark, callous and cold, calculating, and you shivered again as you began to wish and hope against hope that Arthur would hurry up, already.

How he could stand Randall’s presence, you knew not, but you felt an even deeper love and respect for your clown.

Randall was bloated with the weight of his own sense of self-importance, like a corpse which knew not yet that they were dead, and you had no doubt that Arthur was terrified of him. Your heart bled for the love of your life and right there and then did you decide to fight, to defend Arthur when he wasn’t there to defend himself.

Though you hoped that he would appreciate it, you knew without a shadow of a doubt that he would. He would.

“He’s my boyfriend. And don’t you dare call him a freak.”  Your voice shook with barely suppressed rage.

“Artie has a girlfriend?” Randall didn’t even bother to hide the surprise in his voice and you felt your skin crawl as he took a step closer to you. “I’m twice the man that he is. Why don’t you ditch the freak and come into town with me tonight?”

Oh, ugh.

From behind Randall did you hear footsteps, the sound of which you would know anywhere.

ArthurArthurArthurArthurArthurArthurArthur -

You saw this moment for what it was - an opportunity to defend Arthur in front of him - and you decided to pretend that you couldn’t hear his gait slowly descending Ha-Ha’s stairs.

You dropped all defences, all masks, and you allowed your hatred and your disgust to shine through as with a voice positively dripping with venom did you say, “No one and nothing is worth more to me than Arthur is. I love him. So thanks, but no thanks.” 

Then, leaving Randall gaping at you like a fish, and a rather unattractive one at that, you said in a much lighter, happier tone, “Hi, darling!” 

And you stretched out your hand and wriggled your fingers in an invitation.

With a light blush on his face and a quietly confident smirk, Arthur came around Randall and took your hand tightly in his with a softly murmured and surprised, “Thank you, angel. You didn’t have to do that for m-me”.

As you said, “Yes, I did, and you’re welcome” and rubbed your thumb along his cool skin, you could have sworn that you saw Arthur turn back to Randall as you were walking away and stick his tongue out in the cutest childish taunt ever.

You only giggled, pressed a tender kiss to his cheek, and forgot all about Randall and the other inhabitants of Chuckletown. They meant nothing to you; you, who was holding your entire world in your hand.

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[nyonyen]

I'd love to see you write something regarding the human pet reader taking a nap beside their loving master and subsequently meeting Randal and Satoru in the dreamscape .. what escapades could occur from that i wonder

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randal ivory x f!reader x satoru tsukada | AO3 | 18+ ᴛᴀɢs: threesome, rough + unsafe sex, blow-jobs, honorifics, dirty talk, heavy rantoru overtones, inner satoru thoughts

You huff slightly as Randal corrals you into your shared room, the night coming to an end far sooner than you had wanted, “I was just about to beat you in Diddy Kong Racing, and now you decide actually to follow Luther’s bedtimes?”

“Hush, hush,” he grins as he gestures to your fluffed-up coffin sheets, “As your dearest master, I must keep your human needs in mind! Otherwise, Luther’ll let you loose on the side of the highway again…”

Shuddering at the mistake Luther made a few months ago, you sigh, “Alright, whatever. Just don’t wake me up in the middle of the night to go to the cemetery again, okay?”

“No promises! Terry’s graveyard is always on my mind, haha!” Randal crawls into his coffin, and you watch as one of his all-knowing dolls floats to flip the light switch.

You hop into yours as well, bringing the duvet up to cover your eyes from your master’s intense stares, “Good night, master.”

He leans over to your coffin, placing a chaste kiss on your forehead, “Sleep tight, don’t let the bugs bite you!”

Rubbing your eyes, you lift your head from the school desk you find yourself sitting at. You had no recollection of getting here or even the last time you were somewhere outside the rural hell where the Ivory’s resided.

Looking around through lidded eyes, you find yourself surrounded by odd amalgamations of what seem like stereotypical Japanese high-school students. They were almost like mannequins— frozen, but not immovable either.

“Hey, what’re the odds?” A voice snaps you out of your analysis of the situation, making you whip your head around in fear. Of course, it was Randal— you never could escape that ginger brat. “Well, I know the odds, it’s like 18.5%, but math is for neeerds anyway.”

“Where exactly did you drag me to this time?” You mutter, idly smoothing down your school uniform’s skirt— when did you change into this? “I thought I said I didn’t wanna go anywhere…”

“First of all, you didn’t say that specifically— but this isn’t even my fault!” He cocks his head unnaturally, watching your discomfort with fascination. “I can’t tell if I’m in your dream, or you’re in mine… hyper-lucidity, what a thing.”

He mumbles some more exposition as you exit the cramped desk, staring at the sailor fuku you’re now wearing— it was so painfully cliché. You wondered if this was how Randal would want you to dress outside of this so-called dream.

“Wait, if we’re here…” You can practically hear the gears turning in his head as he suddenly grabs your hand roughly to lead you out of the classroom, “You gotta meet my extra special friend!”

“Your extra special what?”

As if in a blink, you find yourself in another classroom, but this one was rid of all student desks— except one large table in the middle. It looked like a club room of sorts, but it was indiscernible for what in particular.

Your eyes dart up to see a dark-haired and oddly pale boy watching you from beyond the table. He sports an empty smile and even emptier eyes— but they sure were beautiful.

“There he is, my buddy ol’ pal!” Randal waltzed over to meet him, pulling his cheeks in an odd sort of greeting. “This is my friend Satoru… he’s pretty cool.”

Satoru, as you now know him, smiles and leans his head to the side— you wanted to hurl at the sight of yet another anime cliché. You wave slightly, but feeling a distinct sense that his individual already had disdain for you, “It’s lovely to meet one of Randal’s friends. If I’m being honest, I didn’t know he had any… other than me, of course.”

A flash of something unidentifiable appears on his face, and Satoru nods politely, “I’m his best friend, (Y/N). I’m surprised Randal didn’t mention me! Well, I don’t mind.”

Lowering your head, you make a noise of affirmation, “Of course, yeah… I guess he mentioned me since you know my name already!”

He doesn’t grace you with a response, but instead turns to Randal, “Did you wanna do something in the club room, is that why you’re here?”

“Yeah, you could say that!” With a smile, he leans into Satoru’s ear as you wander about the room. “I was thinking you and I could have some fun… doesn’t that sound so nice?”

Nodding vehemently, he couldn’t believe this was finally happening. Him and Randal… for lack of a better phrase, was a dream come true! “Really? I’ve waited so long, I didn’t know you—”

“Perfect!” He cuts off Satoru’s spiel, not noticing the misunderstanding, “I’ll go talk to (Y/N)... ease her into it. I know she’ll understand, she’s such a good pet!”

Randal runs over to you as you inspect the dusty Go boards, leaving his friend to infer what exactly he meant by ‘fun.’

“Oh, (Y/N)!” He sing-songs, wrapping his cold hands around your eyes, “You love being good for your master, right?”

You nod, your interest piqued, trying to peel away his fingers from squishing your eyes, “Yes, of course… why?”

“That makes sense, you’re always such a good girl,” Randal whispers, moving his fingers to trace your jawline and neck, “Then let’s have some fun together, yeah?”

“Fun?” You, of course, knew exactly what he meant by this— he was never one to shy away from such prospects. “But what about… Satoru?”

“Exactly!” He giggles, the roughness of his hands around your neck causing you to squirm slightly, “You both got it so easily, wow! What are we waiting for then?”

“Now, Sato, why don’t you give her a kiss or something?” Randal turns you to face both him and Satoru, the latter having a blank expression as always, “Oh, it would probably be more comfortable if she were to… yes, hold on!”

Suddenly, he lifts you without care onto the table— it seemed like he had whatever strength he so desired in this dreamscape. You plop down unceremoniously, your skirt barely covering your legs as he scoots you to where he wants.

“There we go! Now, kiss her!”

Not wanting to defy Randal, Satoru immediately traps your lips in a kiss— surprisingly, not devoid of feeling. Caught by surprise, you melt into the kiss, the inherent dreamlike state you were trapped in heightening your sense of feeling. He pulls away before you can fall into the rhythm, and you can’t resist the pout growing on your face.

Randal cocks his head, “I don’t remember telling you to stop, dearest friend! Keep going.”

The microexpression of frustration on Satoru’s face goes unnoticed, and he goes back to kissing you. His hands come to rest on your bare thighs, kneading gently as his tongue slips between your lips.

Just grin and bear it, Tsukada. Focus on Randal, think about his messy hair and yaeba fang…

You whimper gently as you feel another pair of hands atop his, gripping even harder. Randal had come up behind him, draping himself over in an odd embrace— but Satoru would never complain at this closeness.

“You two look so sexy, making out for me like this,” Randal chuckles atonally, watching to see if you preferred kissing him over your own master. “I really thought I’d be jealous, like some netorare thing! But this is one of those good endings… is that netorase?”

Resisting the urge to roll your eyes, you focus sucking on Satoru’s tongue, catching him off-guard. He pulls away, seemingly to catch his breath. Randal leans on his shoulder, staring at you with a mischievous expression, “Sato, how about you be a good friend and let me kiss my pet too?”

His desperation is evident in the way he kisses, and how he’s already pulling at your fuku’s neckerchief. You kiss him fervently as well, feeling the way he’s inching your skirt up higher by the second. Satoru’s fingers focus on your shirt, lifting it for what you can only assume is at Randal’s behest. You felt their touches everywhere— drowning in the feeling of their unexpected affections.

Lifting your arms and only momentarily separating from your master’s embrace, your top is promptly removed— a simple bra you had no recollection of owning lying beneath.

“Gosh, how quaint!” Randal grimaces slightly at his Luther-esque choice of words, but quickly grabs at your chest greedily. “Never seen you in something so simple… Satoru, lay her down for me. Doesn’t she look delicious?”

“She…” He trails off as you look at him through lidded eyes, “Really does, wow…”

His being part of Randal’s psyche was quite obvious at this point— you looked absolutely breathtaking. Your hair was just the right kind of messy, your bra strap dangling off your shoulder… what was happening to him? Wasn’t the plan to focus solely on Randal?

Ah, I guess it can’t be helped— I am part of him… forever!

Shaking himself from the monologuing that he was prone to, Satoru gently pulls you back onto the table— leaving Randal to spread your legs apart. You gasp as he unabashedly pulls your skirt fully up and rubs a finger up your already-wet panties.

“Isn’t she just amazing? Look at how wet she got just from us poking and prodding her!” He jokingly jeers, smiling at Satoru as he unfastens your bra.

As it falls away, Randal makes quick work of the rest of your clothing— leaving you bare while the two men are still fully clothed. You mumble something akin to dissatisfaction at this, but you’re quickly silenced by Satoru’s hands caressing your chest. He had never felt breasts like this before, warm and real.

Maybe I won’t have to resort to the leftover data anymore… wow!

You practically purr into his kneading, letting him feel your nipples harden under his touch— much to his surprise. Randal interrupts his touching to push you flat against the table, impatient for his proper turn.

“Oh, we’re gonna make a nice mess out of you, aren’t we?”

He looks down at you with the typical crazed look in his eyes as he presses his tip against your entrance. As he pushed in, Randal could barely comprehend that this truly was the perfect dreamscape— he didn’t have to waste time with lubrication or even physically unzipping his pants!

You exhale shakily as he bottoms out, leaning your head against Satoru’s neglected body. He kneels beside you, not knowing what to do without his dear friend’s proper direction.

“Oh, my sweet (Y/N),” Randal whines out, gripping your thighs like a vice, “How can you feel, ah, even better when we’re both asleep? I don’t get it!”

“Master, oh…” You whisper, a hand coming to cover your mouth in very slight embarrassment.

He peeks an eye open as he begins to thrust, noticing Satoru not having moved a muscle since touching your chest, “Sato-kun… her mouth looks pretty empty right? Wouldn’t my perfect little pet like to filled up properly?”

Satoru looks down at your face, your eyebrows slanted in pure want for any attention from him— how could he resist such an expression? He unzips his slacks, pulling out his reddened length right next to your face. He cradles your jaw in his hand, taking in the softness of your skin as he guides you to where he needs you most.

“Be a good girl for me too, okay?” Satoru almost whispers, his dark eyes and thin smile almost hypnotizing you.

If you weren’t already planning on indulging him, you definitely would be now. You turn slightly to fully face his hardness, and begin to kiss down it sweetly— too sweet for Randal’s standards.

He slaps your thigh suddenly, “I know you’re more desperate than that, pet! Don’t lie to my friend.”

You look up at Satoru despite your master’s slight outburst, which results in a rougher pace, and envelop him fully in your mouth. He chokes out a moan, his hand immediately going to silence himself. Randal grins, teeth shiny as he takes in his dream friend’s innocent reactions. He bucks up into your warm mouth unconsciously, the feeling almost overwhelming.

“So good, oh!” Satoru takes your hair in his hand as you struggle to keep a steady rhythm, “Let me do that for you, it’ll be much better.”

He guides you onto his length again as you try to focus on every sensation at once. You feel drips on your navel, quickly realizing Randal’s nose has begun to bleed as per usual— even if you couldn’t see it from this angle. His gloved hands move up your legs, gripping the crook of your knee to spread you even further apart for his pleasure.

“Bending this way… you’re just like a doll!” He giggles, gasping ever so slightly as he realizes the eroticism of that statement. “Best of both worlds!”

In the waking world, you knew that Satoru’s length consistently pushing against the back of your throat like this would have you gagging— but here, it feels heavenly. Your eyes roll back as he pulls your hair particularly harshly, and he takes note.

“Your pet here seems to like it rough, Ran-kun!”

Randal nods, almost proudly, “It’s the only thing she likes, isn’t that right, sweet (Y/N)?”

The best you can respond with is a whimper, muffled.

“Hey, no talking with your mouth full!” Your master tuts, pushing into your flesh further, causing you to groan in a mix of pain and pleasure.

You feel tears prick at your eyes as Satoru begins to lose himself in the pleasure of your mouth— not having the same stamina as Randal, of course, “Yes, oh, (Y/N)... Randal, I don’t think I can last much longer!”

“Kuku… then don’t, Sato!” He lolls his head back, each thrust beginning to spark something inside of you. “She loves it on her tongue… show it to me when you do it!”

The bare minimum nickname and command from Randal make Satoru shiver, urging him even further to release inside of you. He peers down at you, stuttering in his fucking of your throat as he sees your tear-filled eyes look back up at him.

He has no time to prepare you before he’s already finishing down your throat, your nose pressed into his pelvis as he rides it out. None land on your tongue like his best friend requested, but no one could blame him for the somewhat premature release in such a situation.

Unclenching your hair from his hand, Satoru pulls out from between your lips slowly and begins to pet your now sensitive scalp. There is no time for niceties with the way Randal, the ever-impatient, is now desperate to hear your full moans by speeding up.

“Fuck, fuck, ah!” Your voice is hoarse and used, which is just what your master likes to hear.

“Did ya like having Satoru finish in your throat? Bet it felt so good, huh?” He mumbles, watching the aforementioned man angle you up slightly— better access to your chest for Satoru to grab and a better angle for Randal to fuck you at.

You mewl at the change, nodding as the cold hands fondle your breasts again, “Yes, yes! God, yes, don’t stop, either of you… please!”

“Begging so much and I didn’t even have to ask, wow!”

Satoru nuzzles your neck as he touches you, taking in your scent to try and remember it forever. His hips rock against your back unconsciously, still somehow desperate for more of you.

(Y/N) smells so good— both she and Randal smell amazing! I can’t get enough!

He sneaks a hand from one of your breasts to tease at your clit, and you finally feel that tightness in your stomach threatening to unfurl, “Please, please, Sato!”

“What do you need?” Satoru hums in your ear, his eyes staring at Randal’s as he speaks— a sudden confidence surging through him. “Use your words for us.”

“Need to cum, please,” you gasp out, reaching behind you to grip his back for stability.

You end up scratching it accidentally, causing an unexpectedly harsh moan to exit his throat. He begins to rub at your clit even faster, envigorated by your nail marks searing down his back through his gakuran.

Randal’s face is practically covered in blood at this point— the raw image of you and his friend sharing such an intimate act was nearly too much, “Make her cum, I wanna feel it… do it! Now!”

Just like Satoru, it was hard for you to resist the command and you promptly felt yourself falling apart as your master’s thrusts reached an intensity unlike any other previously. He kisses your neck as Randal fucks you throughout your orgasm, chasing his own.

“You did so good, (Y/N),” he mutters, watching his best friend ruin you, “You’re so amazing…”

He closes his eyes, not stopping his kisses for a few moments more— until he realizes the stillness and sudden silence of everything around him. Satoru sighs gently, slowly placing your now empty body back onto the table.

Seems like they both woke up at the same time. Well, I’m not too upset about it, at least I got mine! Though, I did want to see Randal… you know. Next time!

“Gah!” Randal sits up sharply from the inside of his coffin, being met with the oh-so-familiar face of his brother, Luther, “What the fuck?!”

“Someone woke up on the wrong side of the ‘coffin!’” He continues to stare blankly, unaware of what he has interrupted. “Blueberry pancakes are downstairs.”

Devastated, Randal can only watch as his brother heads out of his room. He peers over to your adjacent coffin, only to find you sleeping soundly.

“Heeeeeey, (Y/N),” he pokes your sleeping form roughly, “I didn’t finish, don’t you wanna be a good pet? Don’t you?”

#randal ivory x reader #satoru tsukada x reader #tsukada satoru x reader #satoru ranfren x reader #✎

[melonmilkshake]

Re- upload from my wattpad

Randal Ivory x bimboish!reader

smut

Medium length

She/Her | Fem

TW: fingering, overstimulation, biting, and slight kidnapping

Your boyfriend gets jealous easily and can't let you go.

THIS IS NOT PROOF READ.

You walked down the hallway of your school you were so happy to see your boyfriend again. Your flowy skirt was so pretty and caught a few of the boys from your class's attention.

When you sat down at your desk you sighed noticing your boyfriend Randal wasn't at school already. Usually he was pretty quick getting to school and would catch up with you but not today.

Thoughts swarmed your head as you wondered if your boyfriend was ok. What if he was sick?! Or what if he got hurt?! You loved him so much but sometimes it was an overwhelming amount of love that you felt for him.

You then felt a hand on your shoulder and you quickly turned your head smiling hoping it was Randal but it wasn't sadly it was one of your dickhead classmates who would tease and bully Randal.

Your smile faded as the boy started talking to you. You were indeed listening and especially since you were mostly hearing his flirty comments about you. It had gotten to the point you were so focused you didn't even notice your boyfriend walking up to you

But soon you did because the same classmate who was talking to you stopped talking. You looked at Randal as a small smile appeared on his face. You never really could tell what Randal's emotions were, he was different and that was one thing that made you fall in love with him but not all.

The two boys just looked at each other your classmate was pissed luckily no one really was in the room... Wait but why though? Why was there not a lot of people in the room you said in your head as you looked around.

There was only 2 people besides Randal and your classmate inside the classroom. That's when your classmate spoke up.

" Listen motherfucker I don't know what your problem is at this point your weird as shit and I know damn well your girlfriend is not into you. "

Randal stopped smiling and laughed that's all he did but until you were roughly grabbined up by Randal while he said something back to your classmate.

"No how about you listen cumbag she is fucking mine your just jealous because you can't get a girl as beautiful as y/n"  he laughed again his grip on your wrist got tighter and only to then pull you out of the classroom and angrily drag you down the hallways of your school.

You tried keeping up with him but he walked faster making you trip slightly you knew you shouldn't have listened to your classmate but you didn't know what to do. Soon you reached a area that you weren't familiar with. You and Randal were then met with a door that you would be pushed into then after the door would lock. You started pounding on the door asking for Randal to open it but it was no use.

You curled up in a ball and stayed that way for God knows how long. You stayed awake for the whole time sobbing and when you heard the school bell ring thats when you broke down. After about two more hours of crying and screaming you felt yourself stop as you heard the sound of foot steps reaching closer to the closet you were in. You didn't want it to be Randal but you knew it was him.

The door opened and you stayed curled up in a ball still to scared to see Randal. "Dearest I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that." This was enough to make you feel safer. You lifted your head up and looked up at your boyfriend. He sat down next to you caressing your thigh and squeezing it lightly.

The closet was not small but not big basically the perfect space for the two of you but you rested your head on his shoulder as he now started caressing your inner thigh. You shivered while he proceeded to squeeze your inner thigh he soon made his way to your woman hood but of course he didn't touch it just yet.

" I'll make it up darling I can make you feel good. " He said with his precious voice that you could not say no to. You got up and sat on his lap opening your legs a little. You felt him put his head on your shoulder and he opened your legs a little more. He started whispering sweet nothings into your ear that made you sleepy not even realizing he already had his hand in your panties.

You shivered again getting you to wake up a little from him playing with your slick folds. You whimpered at his touch wanting more of him.

"Randal... Please." you whimpered but he didn't care but he also needed to make sure you felt better and were distracted from the thought of earlier today even if he still was angry about what happened. He quickly put one of his fingers into you and pushed it in and out.

Then he put another finger in and sped up his pace already getting you really wet to the point you could hear sloppy sounds throughout the whole closet. You looked up to the ceiling because of how much pleasure Randal was giving you.

"You're doing so well...but we're not gonna stop anytime soon" you felt him curl his fingers right as he said that making you moan. Sadly at that moment Randal took his fingers out of you sucking your juices off of them. "Randal.. I thought you said we weren't done yet.." he giggled at your petty and tired expression as he got up.

You stood up and fell into him but not enough to knock him down because your legs were already a little numb from how good you were feeling your head was also on his chest. " Y/N take off your skirt." You looked up at him and complied taking your cute skirt off.

Randal grabbed your ass and squeezed it once your skirt was off and started biting your neck in a vampirish way. While he fondled your ass you couldn't help but hug him which caused him to let go of your ass. He hugged you back tightly like he wasnt going to let go of you that there was no escape.

You could feel yourself brushing up against something you looked down and noticed  that Randal got a boner and how hard he was. Suddenly the hug was released and you walked back a bit bumping into the wall behind you. Randal walked closer and pinned you to the wall playing with the rem of your panties obviously wanting you to take them off so you did so. He looked at your pussy and smiled "you're so pretty y/n. Everything about you is just so perfect to me." You blushed at his comment soon to be kissed deeply by him, his boner brushing up against you again. Randal and you parted away getting some air.

"Y/N are you feeling better?" You nodded and smiled softly everything was so good but you felt something was missing. Was Randal even feeling the way you were? Was he feeling pleasured? You were snapped out of your thoughts when you heard Randal unzip his pants. He then took his dick out of his boxers he was pretty big you didn't know how he'd even fit inside you. Then you thought about it if this could make him feel good then everything will be okay.

You didn't even know how long you were staring at his cock but again he was big so of course your eyes would be staring at it. "Y/N eyes up here hun." You picked your head up and blushed as he smirked. "Turn around" he said and you did so easily pushed up against the wall ass out. He lined up his cock to your entrance and he slowly went in. You winced at the pain because of him pushing in slowly going in and out of you.

He sped up since he felt more adjusted inside of you going faster as you whimpered and moaned. That's when he got comfortable in you going faster, little grunts coming out of his mouth. Then things took a turn... The sweet Randal you loved started talking about something. "Y/N... I killed them. I killed all of them." He said in a psychotic tone which freaked you out wondering what the fuck was he talking about.

He started giggling as your moans were coming out of you more. "Y/N your mine." He whispered his hands digging into your waist so you took that as a sign to nod. "Y/N you're all mine I didnt want them flirting with you so I killed those fuckers." You felt sick to your stomach as those words came out of his mouth just at the thought that he may have killed some of your classmates.

Thats when he gripped your waist harder and slammed into you. You gasped at the feeling the rush was perfect but you knew that this meant Randal was probably still angry. You felt yourself cum as he pulled out not knowing if he had came inside you or even came at all since he was quiet besides grunting a few times.

You then propped yourself up against the wall so you were able to stand better you turned around and were admittedly kissed. You both pulled away as Randal spoke

"Y/N you're coming home with me tonight. Maybe then you'll believe me.." he laughed slightly seeing you looking worried.

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[mariiio]

Going insane indeed.... Just a small drawing cuz I was bored

#ranfren #randal ivory #randals friends #randal ivory x reader #ranfren fandom #ranfren fanart #artists on tumblr #digital art

[sewinrat]

Randal x Unhinged!Human!Reader who just loves how weird and feral he is.

I just think the idea is funny af

Whoever sent this, I love you - this gotta be my favourite request so far. If anyone remembers kindergarten game, that's how technically unhinged you'll act.

"Hey, you wanna try some dirt?" You offered a handful of dirt to some random kid with glasses. You grinned brightly as your face is covered in dirt, mud and grass. The said random kid grinned unnervingly yet cutely and exclaim in happiness, "Yes please!" He snatched the dirt from your hands and eat it quickly, making his glasses titled and face messy.

You laugh in glee and continue to play with the ground, now with a fun company who had introduced himself as Randal. A funny friend indeed. He rants on and on about his fun adventures, especially with his family or whoever this 'Satoru' is. In exchange for listening, he listens to your rants about your messed up school that experiments on children but you managed to blow it up with some game cards. It's a fun silly story telling you both had.

Soon after, you meet his family because Randal didn't came home before curfew so they had to physically pick him up. Literally. The cat with the 'Nevada' on his shirt picked him up by the collar and Randal started to struggle while whining about wanting to play more. Luther promises that you both will meet again, he just cannot go home late at night or else. You piped in saying you can visit his house sometimes, bringing the infamous card game you told him about with you to play. Luckily, Luther allowed you to visit and now you basically feel like you live there instead and visit home with how much sleepovers you both had.

"Wanna try some sand?" You offered to Randal as he stand his doll. He rapidly nods, "Yum! Yes please!" And you spoon fed him while he works on a 'very important' thing he's making.

#more ppl start making ranfren x reader pls I'm going more and more inactive #ranfren #randal’s friends #ranfren x reader #x reader #randal ivory #randal von ivory #randal x reader #ranfren randal #sincerely sewer rat #this has no plot

[nyonyen]

FORGIVE ME FATHER p.2

randal ivory x f!reader | AO3 | 18+ ᴛᴀɢs: priest kink, cunnilingus, rough + unsafe sex, potentially dubcon (?), spanking ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴇᴅ ʙʏ: a lovely anon :) ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ: here

It had been a week since that sacrilegious excursion you had with Randal. You left that experience with a new sort of perspective toward him but decided it was perhaps best to avoid him as much as you could. These feelings were complex, and you had a deep fear of anyone else in the house finding out about them.

On your way to the kitchen, you passed by the room he had dragged you to— noticing that he still hadn’t gotten rid of the cardboard structure. Deciding to put the cause of your late-night blushing away, you enter the otherwise empty room and move to break down the boxes. You kneel against the dakimakura and hum idly— not noticing the shadow approaching you from behind and closing the door.

“Well, it seems like someone is eager for another sermon!”

Jumping slightly at the suddenness of Randal’s presence, you turn around quickly, “Jesus, can’t you warn me before you do that?! And that’s… not why I’m here, dumbass.”

“That is no way to talk to a priest!” He was dressed, not in his previous cassock, but in his usual gakuran, so his logic seemed like it would fall apart swiftly. The hand on his hip didn’t help either.

“What are you even talking about?” You grumbled, trying to hide the blush at the thought of him continuing this charade.

You yelp as Randal shoves your head down into the pillow, whispering softly in your ear, “I think you need some more discipline, right? Maybe I should wash your mouth out with soap if you keep using such words, hm…”

“Get the fuck off of me, you—!” Your words are even more muffled as he continues to push your face into the fabric, and he tuts at your response.

“When are you gonna learn? This is just so unfortunate… I thought we had fun last time, but you’re still such a sinner!”

Despite rolling your eyes at this, you couldn’t help but feel a familiar warmth growing in the pit of your stomach. In an attempt to stifle this perverse attraction, you squirm against his hold— but Randal only takes this as playful desperation.

“Oh, I get it!” He giggles, gripping the nape of your neck tighter, “You want to be punished appropriately! It all makes sense now…”

You try and shake your head, but he’s already deadset on his view of the situation. Lucky for him, you had only donned a short skirt that he could so easily lift to take advantage.

“You even dressed up so cute for me,” he admires your vulnerable position, grinning all the while. “It’s so similar to a manga I just read, actually… are you a kuudere or a dandere?”

Randal’s confidence had grown so much after that short experience with you those days ago— he had fantasized every night about the moment he could finally return the favor. As you slept in the coffin next to him and Sebastian, he couldn’t get a wink. Instead, he watched your peaceful face, imagining how he could contort it in agonizing pleasure— just like you did for him. Wasn’t he such a kind and thoughtful person?

He, of course, assumed the reason you were so forthcoming with his advances was because of the priest role. Randal wished he could have planned better, wearing the cassock rather than his unsuited school uniform— but when an opportunity arises, how could he resist?

“Don’t you worry, I’ll make you feel real good, (Y/N),” he mutters, lifting your skirt to reveal your panties, “All in the name of our Lord, of course!”

Your hips tremble slightly under his touch, and he takes in your every reaction like gospel. He finally lets go of your neck, but you don’t move an inch— opting to keep the pitiful position. Randal’s eyes widen at this, pleased at your willful submission.

He roughly pulls down your panties, revealing how wet you already were at this point, “Oh, the odds of your forgiveness are getting better by the minute, kekeke…”

Leaning in, his tongue flits excitedly over your entrance, eager to taste you. Randal shoves the remnant feelings of nervousness down, reminding himself that he’s the one in control. He could do whatever he wants, and you’ll beg for more. Your muffled whimpers encourage him as he dips inside, feeling your warmth around his tongue.

“You taste so sweet,” he praised, pulling away and giggling at the thread of saliva left, “Even if you’ve been so bitter to me! We’ll fix that, won’t we?”

Randal’s inexperienced licks, coupled with the lewdness of the situation, have you arching into his every touch— it seemed like his tongue was everywhere at once. He moans as you rock back against his open-mouthed kisses, the idea of him supposedly punishing you only returns to him after a moment.

His gloved hands grip your behind harshly as he pulls away, and he doesn’t deny himself the perverse joy of landing a hit against it. You whine sharply into the pillow and give yourself a chance to breathe properly by turning your head to the side.

“It’s time for your lesson in holy manners, yes…” Randal hums as he kneels behind you fully, and you hear that telltale unzipping of his slacks. “I may not be in my priestly robes, but I’m still qualified, aren’t I?”

The mutterings fell on deaf ears as you felt his tip slide against your warmth suddenly, making your back arch in turn. He lets out an excited breath as he watches his hardness become coated with you— it was nothing like last time. Your saliva was so warm and tantalizing, but this… Randal knew that this was completely and utterly you.

He slides in with relative ease, his hand pulling your skirt up even higher up your waist. He grips the newly exposed flesh, and you know it’ll bruise by tomorrow. The choked moan that erupts from his throat as he seats himself fully inside is downright pornographic.

“Fuck…” Randal begins to thrust already, giving you no time to adjust to the intrusion, “I didn’t think it would feel this good, oh… oh, this is so dirty!”

He thrusts into you with shallow and rough movements. He admired the way your body seemed to subconsciously meet him, and couldn’t help but grab your hips fully. He moves you back onto him like you were a toy, causing your eyes to roll back.

“Look at this, (Y/N),” he gasps out, his control over your body harsh, “You’re just letting me use you like a doll or something! I bet you love this.”

Randal slaps you again, and you relish in the sting that he doesn’t rush to soothe. He feels you clench around him at this, making him shudder. His glasses start to fog up as he begins to thrust into you again properly, pressing his weight onto you in a primal manner.

“Being so submissive and… so good, I love it,” he mumbles, pushing your head down into the pillow forcefully, “I knew this is what you needed, what we both needed, really.”

He continues to ramble and gasp as he fucks you in earnest, not considering your comfort whatsoever. His inhuman nature was evident in the way he never seemed to pause for his own comfort either, only chasing the primal pleasure that he had only discovered now.

You sneak a hand under yourself to rub at your clit, feeling your release rapidly approaching— causing Randal to almost growl, “No, no, let me do it!”

Slapping your hand away, he roughly rubs at your clit, making you keen into the fabric of the pillow, “Randal, please..!”

“Keep begging,” he chokes out a moan, slamming his hips into yours, “Keep doing it, come on.”

You start to tremble, and you know it was only moments before that knot unfurled— but you obey anyway, “Please, please, please… don’t stop!”

Randal almost screams in pleasure as the words fall from your lips, “Come on, let go for me, yes!”

His words come out only as jumbled moans, but it was more than enough for you to release around his length. He doesn’t stop rubbing your clit, allowing you to ride out your orgasm along with his overstimulating thrusts. You cry out as his hips finally stutter against yours, filling you up completely.

“Ah… shit,” Randal groans, slumping against your back and letting go of your neck, “Fuck, (Y/N)... I didn’t know that you had such a huge kink for Catholicism.”

He pulls out slowly but still rests against your back like you were his bed. You don’t have it in you to deny his claim, but roll your eyes to no one in particular nonetheless.

“Oh, and don’t worry,” he whispers, leaning to your ear, “All is forgiven!”

#randal ivory x reader #ranfren x reader #✎