DAY 24 — BRAT TAMING
kinktober 2023. — masterlist | ao3
𖧡 — including — welt, dan heng
𖧡 — warnings — fem! reader, brat taming, very rough!! they're meanies, mating press, hitting it raw, spanking
𖧡 — WELT
the air inside the tenebrous room stood still as another delicious whine slithers down your tongue, instantly planing inside welt's ears as he returns to thrust into you with fervor— your hands tied up and pinned against the headboard, liquid lust glissading over your clouded expression as you luxuriate in the breathless groans from above you.
if you would being honest with yourself for just a second, acting out like a brat in order for welt to put you back in your place was all planned and calculated and you adored every second of it— yet, if he were to ask, he was wholly mean towards you, a terrible person, and ruined your fun entirely.
with your shoulders tightly pressed against the mattress, welt drapes his entire weight on top of your figure as you abruptly jolt up within a pitiful cry when he slaps across the flesh of your ass, making the skin jiggle at the mildly painful impact, "when i give you an order," he pauses, his length glistening as your cunt swallows and gushes out copious amount of your arousal mixed with his own cum to plaster it all over him— and even if he'd never admit it to you right now, this was definitely on welt's list of favorite parts to do with you;
to bring into effect on just who, out of you two, was in control.
"i expect you to follow it obediently," he spat, referring to the scenario from earlier today where you did the exact opposite of what he asked you to do.
a loud click of his tongue against the roof of his mouth made you flinch out when welt grabbed a fistful of your ass to squeeze it tightly into his palm, thoroughly content to tease you, "..brat."
you bite back a whimper when he thrusts into you before swiveling his hips a little to grind against your clit, welt's hands working from your chest to your upper thighs before placing another harsh blow on your plush ass, and fuck, you were about to cum if he was to keep that up— your ass was on fire and the urge to shove your hips up at him to meet his pace was ringing in your body.
truly gone were the days where welt would go easy on you, believe that you're just having a bad day, needing much required space, and that there was no reason for you to behave in such an ill mannered fashion in front of him, right? but, in secret, that was the reason as to why, welt being rough and feral with you, holding you accountable for your wrong doings and bratty behavior, just the way you covertly needed it.
𖧡 — DAN HENG
dan heng was surpassingly aggravated with you tonight, quite terribly that he didn't even bother to put on a condom before shoving himself in raw, clasping his palms under your knees to press your legs against your chest— his complete weight was planted right on top of you next so you're practically folded in half, and it's stinging a little, feeling like you're about to snap in two due to the intensity of his power.
"you're awfully quiet right now," he remarks from above, his eyes since long shadowed with a darkness looming on top, a small voice in the back of his head telling him to go easy on you, but he was utterly annoyed, unable to think past it, "not like earlier where you had so much to share."
dan heng slowly sinks into you before drawing himself away right afterwards, giving you the impression that he will tease you to your very core tonight and delay your climax— yet, the moment you thought you had figured out his plan all along, dan heng sinks all the way back with a rough snap, and his pace was brutal, precisely tearing past the constricted ring on your hole as he set a steady tempo instantly, rough and deep, and it felt divine when he filled you over and over until you're hiccuping needfully at the pressing tension on your used core.
"apologize," he grunts, "now," and he always adjusts the angle of his thrusts ever so slightly so he could be sure he was hitting that one spot of yours,
"—for being a brat tonight."
"no, no, no," you quietly mewl under his warm body, your lips curved into the brattiest grin dan heng has ever seen as your hands drop to the bed sheets to squeeze the linen for a better hold.
despite you struggling to catch your breath and being so incredibly vocal due to his fast thrusts and drags of a heavy cock pressing in and out of your clamping hole— you wanted more, contemplating if you should just never apologize to him entirely, aggravate your handsome boyfriend just a bit more until you're able to indulge in this devilish side of him— while he continues to fuck you into the mattress without a single shred of pity in his delirious eyes, strong hips repeatedly pressing into your sore hole each time he bottoms out.
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Unexpected - Rafe Cameron
pairing: Rafe Cameron x Pogue!reader
summary: being kidnapped by Signh’s men wasn’t planned for y/n, and seeing Rafe Cameron in Mr. Singh’s home was definitely not planned. Y/n had thought everything unexpected had already happened, but she was wrong.
note: please comment or message us on what part two should be about! please help us soon so we can post! we plan to have JJ part of part two. Maybe some three- Oh! Can’t spoil it!
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3rd person pov
“Just leave him!” Kie said as y/n had half of Portis’s unconscious body out of the plane. “No!” Y/n shouted back. She couldn’t leave someone to die like this or ever. Yes, he was going to give them up, but he Doesn’t deserve to drown.
Y/n finally dragged Portis out and same to the shoreline. Everyone that saw the plane, came forward to help.
“What happened?” People kept asking, noticing that y/n and the man were American and not from here. Y/n went to answer until she looked past the crowd and saw people in vests coming over this way.
“Ah, shit,” y/n quickly got up and pushed passed the crowd before Singh’s people get her. “Shit, they’re after her,” Kie said behind the bridge with the rest of the crew. “We have to go get her,” JJ said, about to swim towards y/n, but John B pulled him back.
“Dude, what are you doing!? That’s y/n out there! Bro, let me go! Let me go-“ John B covered JJ’s mouth after a guard looked in their direction and almost caught them.
“Look, if we get caught, we can’t save y/n. We need to wait it out,” John B said as he let JJ go with a push. “Wait it out? They could kill her! What if that was Sarah!?” JJ yelled in John B’s face before shaking his head in disbelief.
“Oh, because it’s not your girl, you don’t care,” JJ nodded then repeatedly punched the water in anger. “I do care! Look, I do care, okay? That’s why I’m telling you to wait. Just wait, and we’ll follow them,” John B said before everyone went quiet.
“Let me go!” Y/n repeatedly yelled at the guards as they dragged her up the stairs. “Get ready. Mr. Singh will be waiting for you in 30 minutes,” a guard said before shutting the door in y/n’s face.
Y/n yelled a few more times as she kicked the room door before eventually giving up. Napping her in front of everyone in the army Mr. Singh has, shows he has a lot of power.
Y/n slowly looked around the room, taking in the aesthetic before seeing a silk dress on the bed along with some heels that were surpassingly her size. He was expecting her.
Y/n should sighed before going into the bathroom to take a shower. Since she’s getting out of here in no time soon, she might as well, right?
After the shower, y/n got out and slipped the nice expensive silky dress on along with the shoes. She looked in the mirror seeing how well it hugged her curves. She’s not used to dresses like these. She’s a Pogue.
Y/n jumped at the sound of the room door locking. “He’s ready,” the guard said as he stood to the side, waiting for y/n to walk out and go see his boos.
Y/n rolled her eyes before walking out of the room and making her way downstairs slowly, still skeptical about this situation.
“To your right, in that room. He’ll be here soon,” the guard said before walking away. “Whatever,” Y/n said before making her way into the empty room full of art.
Y/n stood around, taking a look at every art piece in the room, a bit fascinated. “What are you doing here?” A familiar voice said, making y/n jump. “What the hell are you doing here?” Y/n asked, seeing Rafe in a suit.
“I’m here for my meeting. Aren’t you supposed to be like, gone?” He asked, checking y/n out. She’s never been an expensive person, but all of a sudden, she’s wearing a dress that’s her whole bank account.
“Yeah, because of you and your psychopath family,” y/n said, already feeling her blood boil. “Well maybe if you guys just stand down-“ Rafe tried to start. “Stand down!?” Y/n shouted at him.
“That Cross belongs to Pope and his heritage, and you know it! That’s his family legacy, but your greedy ass can’t stand to see Pogues win. You have money, Rafe! We don’t. We have nothing, yet you want more and you’re sure in the hell aren’t thinking about giving some to the cut,” y/n went off.
“You’re a Rich and greedy brick!” Y/n is now in front of Rafe and in his face. Rafe wanted to talk back as always, but for some reason, he couldn’t. Everything you said is true.
“We stayed on an island for days because no one cared to look for us. If you went missing in the bathroom for too long, everyone would worry. But you don’t understand that. At least Sarah can,” y/n said before pushing Rafe out of the way.
Y/n started turning the corner to go back to her room before a voice spoke. “Leaving so soon?” Mr. Singh spoke from the other side of the room as he walked through a door.
“Come on. Let’s speak,” he said before sitting down at the table in the room. Y/n took a look at Rafe before sitting down. “Let’s get this meeting started,” Rafe said in his cocky voice.
“Rafe, I don’t have the fucking book, okay!? And even if I did, I’d never give it up,” y/n said as she flopped down on the bed. “If you give it to him, we go home. You wanna go home, right?” Rafe asked, but y/n was done talking to him. She’s talked to him enough.
“Oh, now the silent treatment? Great, just fucking great,” Rafe said as he huffed and placed his face in his hands. “Y/n, we gotta get out of here. Like seriously,” he said, but she continued to ignore him.
Y/n got off the bed and made her way into the bathroom to change. When she was done, she came back out and lay in the bed.
“Y/n, are you seriously- Y/n, are you seriously going to sleep!? What the fuck!” JJ grew angry, but y/n didn’t care. She’s had a rough day, and she’ll deal with it tomorrow.
The next morning, y/n woke up early which isn’t normal. She wiped her eyes before getting off the bed to check where Rafe was but ended up finding him in front of the bed with a pillow.
Y/n stared at him for a bit before going into the bathroom to wash her face and get ready for the day.
Y/n took half an hour before she came out of the bathroom to Rafe changing his shirt. “Ew,” Y/n said with an eye roll before sitting down on the edge of the bed, facing away from Rafe.
“So we’re talking now?” Rafe asked, making y/n sigh. He’s always saying something backhanded. “Hey, it’s the next morning. You had your little beauty sleep, but now we need to plan,” Rafe said.
“Y/n, please talk to me,” Rafe angrily said, making Y/n turn towards him. “Do I have to remind you of the things you’ve done, Rafe? You killed Peterkin, you terrorize me and my friends every day,” Y/n said with a look that he didn’t want to see right now.
“Look, I liked Peterkin. I just- I was protecting my dad,” Rafe said making y/n scoff. “I was! I- My dad could have gone down, so I stood up. I did what I was supposed to do,” Rafe said as his face turned light red.
“But with Sarah? Yeah, I-I know that was good, and I know it! I-I know it now,” Rafe said as tears built in his eyes as looked looked out the window in the room. “But I’m just much as a victim as Peterkin and don’t give me that fucking look when I say I’m a victim. I am!” Rafe pointed at y/n, trying to keep himself together as tears ran down his cheek.
“B-But I know I was wrong, so you don’t have to keep reminding me,” Rafe aggressively grabbed his head, even slapping it a little to get his thoughts back in the right place.
Y/n shook her head, finally seeing how Rafe really was. Sarah has explained to her that he’d have the episodes because he’s ill.
“When you see Sarah…” Rafe said as he walked in front of y/n and got on his knees to be about the same height as her. “Please tell her I’m sorry. I-I really am,” Rafe said. The boy reached out to touch Y/n’s legs to show he was calm, but she flinched, making him pull back.
“I’m so sorry,” Rafe scrunched his fingers before burring his face in his hands. The cries he’s letting out seem hard to let out. It’s like he’s trying to force them back in, but he can’t. He can’t let someone see him like this. Especially y/n.
Rafe went to get up to go to the bathroom, but y/n pulled Rafe’s face into her stomach for him to cry. She never thought in a million years that she’d feel sad for Rafe, but we’ve always known Rafe. We know he has something wrong with him, and he deals with them with cocaine instead of actual prescription medicine.
“I’m sorry,” Rafe cried in y/n stomach, feeling all the hurt he’s done to people, rush to his mind. He’s always known he’s been a dick, but actually settling down and thinking about what he’s done, is something he can’t handle.
Y/n pulled Rafe back and onto the bed, for him to lay down and comfortably cry on y/n stomach as she laid down as well.
“It’s okay, just do better from now on. It’s not too late to change,” Y/n said as she rubbed Rafe’s head, trying her best to comfort him as he let everything he’s hidden for years come out.
“Mr. Singh will be out today. The house is open for you both. If you try to escape, he will have a talk with you when he comes back later tonight,” one of the guards said, waking Rafe up from his sleep, but not Y/n.
“Whatever, get out of here,” Rafe waved the guard off with squinted eyes from the bright sun. They both had slept from the last morning to the next morning. How is that possible Rafe asked himself, but it doesn’t matter. He needed that sleep.
“Y/n,” Rafe shook Y/n until she woke up. “What, what!?” Y/n panicked for a second before she saw it was just Rafe. The girl sighed in relief, about to lay her head back down before she shot her head all the way up.
“Oh my god,” y/n said in shock. “Oh my god,” Y/n repeated before pushing Rafe off of her and getting up from the bed. “Oh my god, no! No, no, no, no,” y/n began to panic. She slept with Rafe! Well, not sexual but she slept with Rafe!
“What’s wrong with you?” Rafe asked, still on the bed. “I slept with you. Oh my god, I slept with you. I slept with Rafe Cameron,” y/n began to freak out as Rafe grew a smile on his face.
“Yeah, you did,” he said, teasing her for a bit as she grabbed her hair. “What if people find out? What if- What if the crew hates me now? Or what if- Oh my god, no!” Y/n freaked out more, knowing this meant she felt and still somewhere deep down feels sympathy for Rafe Cameron.
“Aw, are they gonna kick you out of the cut? Make you live with the Kooks? That much be rough,” Rafe pouted in a none cocky way. He laughed after his sentence, knowing y/n was just an innocent and sweet girl who cared for everyone’s feelings.
“Look, it’s not your fault, okay? No one needs to know about this, I mean, I definitely don’t want anyone knowing shit about this,” Rafe said as he got up. “Oh, okay. Okay, I-I guess that’s fine,” y/n said, feeling a certain way about his tone.
“Wait, not like — Y/n, you helped me a lot last night. That cry and sleep was needed. I don’t regret it at all, I just don’t want people to know the truth about me. What would people think knowing I have these pussy episodes, you know?” Rafe tried explaining himself.
“No, now, it’s fine, like, yeah we don’t want people knowing you cried in my stomach and fell asleep and I like, you know, made you comfortable,” y/n’s heart began to beat fast as she sat down on the edge of the bed, facing away from Rafe again.
“No, no, I’m not like, embarrassed you help me,” Rafe said as he walked over to y/n and took in front of her. “I’m just saying, if people know I cry like this, they won’t ever take me seriously,” Rafe said.
“But that’s what we’re trying to get rid of, Rafe. You can’t say you’re sorry, but still want people to be scared of you,” y/n said. “But if they’re not then-“ Rafe went to lecture her but stopped himself, hearing how he sounds.
“I see what you mean,” Rafe looked down at y/n with a look he’d never given before as y/n’s eyes were on the ground. “Look,” Rafe said as she slowly lifted y/n’s head up by her chin.
“Thank you for last night. I mean it, and I know it’s hard to believe, but crying like that on you. In a Pogue shows how dickish I am. I terrorized you, yet you let me cry on you. I’m thankful for that,” Rafe said, meaning every word.
“It’s nothing,” y/n gave Rafe a slight smile. “It’s everything,” Rafe said, now looking into y/n's eyes as she looked back into his. Rafe has never said out loud or even spoken to himself about liking y/n, but he knows he treats her differently than her whole friend group. Even his own sister.
Rafe followed his feelings at the moment and leaned into a kiss. Y/n didn’t leave, but she stayed still, letting his lips touch her.
She looked at him as his eyes closed, not knowing what to do, but soon began kissing him back. Rafe was relieved. The boy slowly placed her down on the bed with his lips still connected to her.
Through the make-out, y/n had times she was going to pull back, but she couldn’t bring herself to. He kissed so well, and she kissed too well for him to pull back as well.
As the kiss went on, Rafe slowly touched in y/n’s body, trying to keep himself from moving too far, but his jumping actions weren’t helping him at all.
His pathetic groans slipped from his mouth as his hard cock rubbed on y/n’s thigh. Y/n grew wet and tried her best to keep her legs closed, but her body reacted differently.
No matter how much Rafe wanted to speak and get the instant feeling to confess any and everything to her, he kept his mouth in hers as he tugged on her nightgown shorts.
At first, y/n tried keeping them on, but he insisted and she eventually let him. The neediness slightly turns y/n on. One day he hates her, and the next, he wants to have sex with her.
Rafe finally got y/n’s shorts off. He was surprised. She wasn’t wearing any panties. Her panties got soaked when she got here, as well as her bra, but her bra. She dried her bra and continued to wear it because that was more important than panties.
“Fuck,” Rafe moaned in between their kiss as his fingers slid up and down y/n’s lips. Part of Rafe wanted to take his time while the other half wanted to get it all in her.
He decided to go with his second thoughts and get everything in her as soon as possible. Rafe pulled his sweats off before taking his cock out of his boxers.
Y/n’s heart began to beat a bit fast, but she wasn’t going to tell him to stop. She can’t. They’ve gotten so far, and she’s too wet.
“Once I do this, I can’t hate you anymore,” Rafe slightly groaned in y/n’s ear. Before she could speak and say anything, Rafe pushed into her tight cunt. He was slow but still a little rough.
“Rafe!” Y/n moaned as she threw her head back in pleasure. “F-Fuck, you’re- Oh my god,” y/n couldn’t speak as his cock slid in and out of her cunt so smoothly. He was stretching her every second, yet she gripped him so tight.
“You’ve always wanted me, huh?” Rafe asked, making y/n quickly share her head. She doesn’t even know. Maybe she did, maybe she didn’t, but right now, she definitely wants him.
“Oh, is that so? Then tell me why your pussy's so wet? And don’t say it’s my cock. It was like this before I touched you,” Rafe said. “I bet you were like this before I even paid a single finger on you. Before I kissed you,” Rafe spoke into her ear as he rolled his hips just right.
Rafe is a fucker. He fucks anything that walks, but he’s not a sex man. He never had passionate sex or cared about the girls he’s fucking, but today, his hip-rolling says otherwise with y/n.
“You feel so fucking amazing. I-I don’t even know I’m turned on because of how wet this cunt is, or you. Just you,” Rafe said before he licked along y/n’s neck. He tried keeping back from marking her. That’s his number one rule, to never leave a trace, but he had to.
Rafe broke his rule and began sucking all over y/n’s neck until he visibly saw the love bites he gave. “You. Are. Mine,” Rafe fucked into y/n with rough thrusts as she gushed all over his cock.
“Mhm, yeah! Just like that, princess. All for me. All for — Fuck — All for me,” Rafe tried keeping his voice and thrusts steady but he couldn’t and crashed out. Rafe moaned uncontrollably as he plunged into y/n’s wet cunt.
“Fuuuck,” Rafe orgasm made him shake as he filled y/n’s cunt up fuller than he’s done condoms. He wasn’t even thinking about condoms. At this point, Rafe couldn’t care less about condoms. He’s hers.
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The Amazing Digital Downpour
Woe, Rainworld and TADC au be upon ye.
It’s mostly just the designs but I’m still going to ramble about what’s planned down below
So the general premise is ‘What if the circus was in rain world’ and this is it.
Caine and Bubble are the classic duo of iterator and overseer. But Caine has kinda forgotten his original goal and so has taken on the task of keeping all these not ancient ancients from going insane through fun challenges and adventures. Especially since there’s no escape from his can due to some technical oversights during his creation, and the whole cycle thing prevents anyone from truly dieting, so that’s not an escape either.
(If they die they just get ‘respawned’ the next cycle with minimal harm; everyone still remembering and coping with it)
Now on to the main stars of this show. Everyone here was at some point an ancient and only remembers attempting to ascend before suddenly falling from a random pipe within Caines structure. Oh and ending up in rather unusual bodies.
Caine has no idea where they come from nor how they appeared, so that’s a dead end. And escape is practically impossible as far as anyone is aware.
So what’s going on with everyone?
Pomni
Weird lantern mouse (her tail glows instead of her open tire body)
Absolutely minuscule
Practically shakes from how much anxiety she has
Otherwise she’s the Pomni you know and love
Just add on some extra existential dread
Ragatha
Mostly a normal slugcat
Just extra fluffy
Surpassingly craft for having less dexterous hands
Kinger
Scavenger
Just a weirdly colored scav
About as obsessed with bugs as he is with pearls
Somehow has managed to get quite the collection of both
Jax
Really weird slugcat
Got lizard in him or something
Still just as much of a jerk
Has absolutely gotten everyone killed once
Zooble
They’re just a mix of everything, you name it, it’s probably in there (somewhere)
Which has somehow led to them being pretty chill, guess all those instincts just cancel everything out
Takes full advantage of their size, and uses it to scare off Jax (no it has not stopped him from being the end of them)
Gangle
A garbage worm with some vulture
She’s still heavily influenced by her masks for her emotions, although to a lesser degree
Without them she looks mostly like a normal garbage worm (just red)
She gets very upset and angry, and will chase whoever stole or broke her mask (only does it for awhile till she tries herself out)
After she tires herself out she just acts generally mopey
Is in fact made of three different organisms, the smaller worms act as her arms
Bubble
It’s Bubble not much to say
He’s an overseer and acts the exact same, if not more annoying since he has more free reign
Caine
He’s an iterator, capable of controlling practically everything in his can
His face got destroyed before anyone can remember (Kinger doesn’t count)
Just as clueless on how ancients work, he didn’t get to talk with them much
He will often create purposed organisms and alter his structure to fit the daily adventure, trying to keep it from killing anyone
The structure is unusual, almost like it was made for what’s currently happening
With huge rooms and areas just mostly empty, and much more editing capabilities than most iterators
Despite being trapped in his room, he tries to stay connected vie Bubble and built in screens
A better image of the height chart
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