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blueicequeen19 · 6 months

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Camping Trip

Warnings: Somno, non-con, unprotected sex, creampie, JJ stealing Rafe’s girl, Rafe claiming her anyway 😮‍💨

I didn't want to come on this camping trip but my girlfriend insisted. The idea behind it was appealing; kayaking through the marsh, partying, then camping for the night, then going back to civilization. The cops left us alone as long as we cleaned up our mess before we left. All the way out here, there was no need to worry about disturbing anyone else or getting a noise complaint. I think this was their way of letting us get everything out of our system. The drugs, alcohol, and sex never stopped flowing at these events. Out here we weren't Kooks or Pogues. We were all alike and just trying to forget for a weekend. Everyone was out in the open, naked and fucking. Or drinking. Or smoking. It was the wildest weekend of the year. But it was torture for me now.

I couldn't relax knowing that the one person plaguing my mind was here and she was here with Rafe fucking Cameron. We were supposed to have some sort of truce with Rafe for Sarah. She didn't want the drama and the retaliation that always followed. And sense one of the rules for coming out here was no fighting, my hands were tied. For the most part.

When we'd been loading the kayaks on the water, I'd seen Rafe's tent lying on the sand waiting to be packed so I nonchalantly bent down to grab something and sliced the side with my knife before he came back. He was more pissed off over manual labor than to notice the giant hole. It wasn't until a few hours ago that he finally noticed and threw a fit. Of course he didn't suspect me because I was the one helping them set up camp. Rafe wasn't made for the outdoors like I was so he didn't have a clue. And when I offered to let them share our four person tent, he was hesitant but he agreed. Especially after I mentioned the risk of sand fleas from sleeping outside.

Y/N saw through my bullshit though. I could tell with the way her eyes tracked my every move, narrowing slightly when we'd lock eyes. My girl isn't stupid so why is she hanging out with this moron?

It was getting late by the time Rafe was drunk enough to be tolerable. My girlfriend was currently passed out in the tent, her buzz keeping her that way as I crawled in next to her. Rafe's one stipulation about sharing the tent was that the girls slept in the middle. That was fine but I couldn't bear to wake my girlfriend so I left her on the side, maneuvering myself between her and Y/N. Both girls were in their bikinis since the night air was still pretty hot and humid while I had nothing on but a pair of basketball shorts. Y/N had laid down a while ago but Rafe was passed out by the fire, where he'd stay for now.

I let my eyes descend her body, marking every detail to memory from the scar on her hip to the freckle on her chest. I want to lick every inch of her the cum on her face. She was exquisite and fucking mine.

I moved closer so her side was pressed to my chest, her hand next to the raging hardon in my shorts. I lost myself in watching the way her tits rose and fell with every breath before I finally pulled each scrap of material to the side to reveal her perfect nipples. They were already hard as I gently blew air across them. She didn't stir so I began to circle one with my point finger, willing it to get as hard as possible. I move to the next one, training my eyes on her face while making sure to listen for movements outside. Her thighs clenched together before falling open, welcoming me as I finally flicked her nipple with my tongue.

God, she tasted good.

I was so hard it hurt and her hand was against my dick, the ultimate form of torture. I didn't stop licking and sucking her peaked little bud until her head fell to the side, exposing her throat to me.

I felt like such a fucking creep but I couldn't help it. This girl made me crazy. I needed her in all the worst ways. Everytime I fucked my girlfriend I had to imagine it was this girl just so I could get off. It was wrong but I was only with her to make Y/N jealous.

I leaned into her neck, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her skin and the shampoo in her hair. I resisted the urge to mark her pretty throat. Rafe would lose his fucking shit and the truce would be over if I left a hickey on her. It was tempting but I pulled back just as she stirred again and her hand brushed against my cock. I sucked in a breath through my nose before reaching down to free myself from my shorts. My cock rested against her hand and I watched as precum wept from the tip, onto her delicate fingers.

I grit my teeth before reaching down to wrap her hand around my cock and slowly use her hand to jerk myself off. I was on the verge of moaning and cumming from this alone so I took her nipple into my mouth again to try and distract myself from the best handsy I'd ever gotten.

Finally, I pulled away and let her hand drop before I moved to the foot of the tent. There was still no movement from outside so I carefully widened her legs further to get a look at her plump, wet pussy, the fabric of her bikini bottoms were damp with her arousal. I positioned myself on my stomach between her thighs and pressed my nose to the fabric, savoring the way she fucking smelled. I needed to get it together or I was going to run out of time.

I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning when I slowly pulled the fabric to the side and found her slick with arousal, just like I knew she would be. She was waxed and so goddamn smooth. I used my hands to open her up and present myself with her clit. The swollen nub was already darkening in color, ready to be sucked.

I stuck my tongue out flat and swiped it from her entrance to her clit, her taste making me almost blow my load right then. I watched her face for signs of movement as I did it again and again. I tried to take my time while I tasted her when really all I wanted to do was feast like a starved man. I needed to die in this pussy.

When I sucked her clit into my mouth and her legs tightened, I stopped, my eyes trained on her unmoving face. I moved lower, teasing her entrance with my tongue and her brows finally pulled together, the first sign of consciousness I'd seen on her.

I thrust my tongue inside her sweet, wet pussy and her toes immediately curled. I couldn't stop fucking her with my tongue. She was so wet that it was running down my chin, onto my chest while it absolutely just poured out of her like a fountain. Finally a soft hum left her lips and I froze for a moment before carefully moving to my knees as I tried to listen for Rafe outside.

"R-Rafe--." She moaned softly, sliding her legs together and turning on her side. Fire blazed through my blood, my hands balling into fists as I grit my teeth so hard, I feared they might shatter. She's dreaming about fucking Rafe.

I didn't think as I rolled her the rest of the way to her stomach and tucked her thong bikini to the side after shoving her legs together. I straddled her body, freeing my cock again and watching it drip all over her nice ass before I guided it through her slick. Pissed off didn't even begin to describe how I was feeling now. It took every ounce of strength I had left to resist the urge to bury my cock in her in one hard thrust but I didn't.

I eased the tip in as I leaned over her back, blood filling my mouth where I've bit my lip. The tight, wet heat of her pussy washed over me, her walls already pulsing as she pulled me in deeper. I leaned down next to her face, moving her hair out of the way as my pelvis became flush with her ass, and kissed the shell of her ear.

"Who's cock is inside you right now?" I can't help but growl, as I start to roll my hips back and forth. Her breathing picks up, her body reacting to mine as I fuck her with short thrusts, attempting to avoid the slapping sound of skin on skin. Her hands fist the sleeping bag next to her head and I grin before looking between our bodies to watch my cock pull out covered in her white, creamy substance before driving back inside her. I lower myself to her back and drag my tongue up her spine, leaving goosebumps all over her skin as I find her ear again.

"Who's fucking you right now?" I growl, her pussy walls quiver hard as she nears her release. Fuck, I'm right there too. I need to pull out. Rafe can't know I was here or I risk throwing away the truce between the Pogues and Kooks but fuck, I don't think the devil himself could stop me right now. A darker part of me wants to mark her insides with my cum just to claim her then watch it drip. Fuck what Rafe thinks.

I cover her hands with my own, her fingers immediately locking with mine in a tight grip. Every inch of her is drawn tight as she approaches her release, her brows pulled together as she fights to maintain the ruse of being asleep. I want to fuck her harder, faster, but I know we’ll get caught if I lose control.

"I should roll you on your back and make you watch as I fuck my cum into you. Sluts like you deserve to be filled up and left." I keep my voice low in her ear and a small gasp leaves her lips, her eyes finally fluttering open to gaze up at me. I'm not sure if she's afraid or pleading. Afraid I'll stop or pleading for me to continue. She looks hot regardless.

"I--." Her whisper is cut off as she cums hard, practically soaking us both as her eyes roll into the back of her head and she trembles beneath me. I growl, driving myself into her harder as cum shoots deep inside her whether I want it to or not. I grab a fistful of her hair, my mouth at her ear as I cum and cum and cum. It's so much that I can't stop.

"Look at me. Look at who's fucking you, who's cum is inside you." I snap in a low voice but she shakes her head, refusing to look at me.

"Look at me or I'll stop. I know you're gonna cum again. Open your fucking eyes and say my name." Her lips tremble just as her eyes snap open and another orgasm washes over her. The fire in her eyes morphs to one of raw desire just as her lips part on a breathless moan and I hear what I've been dying to hear all night.

"J--." Her mouth clamps closed again as she shakes hard beneath me. I fuck her through it until my own body is shaking from overstimulation and I have no choice but slow to a stop.

Her eyes are heavy for a few moments before they narrow on me, that fire back. I lean in to kiss her, wanting to feel her lips just once but she turns her head, jutting out her chin.

“My cum is leaking out of you and you won’t kiss me?” I rasp in her ear, feeling her body tighten and my cock jerks inside her.

“I hate you.” She bites out, watching as I slowly pull out. I can feel we’ve made a mess and for a few seconds I can’t find it in me to give a fuck. I don’t want to pull out. I’m not ready for this to be over. If anything I want to keep going until the sun comes up and we have no choice but to face Rafe.

“You can hate me all you want but you loved every second of it.” I grab Rafe’s towel and clean her up the best I can before she slaps my hand away and does it herself.

“You’re a piece of shit. I thought you were Rafe.” She hisses, grabbing one of Rafe’s shirts and yanking it over her head, her eyes glancing at my sleeping girlfriend that I’d forgotten about.

I open my mouth to argue when I hear steps shuffling in the sand right outside the tent. There’s the distinct sound of vomiting and gagging as we both scramble to right ourselves and appear to be sleeping. I give her my back and quickly throw my arm over my sleeping girlfriend just as the zipper is pulled back.

“Fuck.” I hear Rafe grumble as he drops down on the sleeping bag next to me. There’s shuffling and I hear her gasp. My teeth grind together at the sound of their heavy breathing. He’s so drunk that he’s gonna fuck her with me in here, not even realizing she’s already full of me.

“Rafe..” I hear her whisper then she gasps as he no doubt buries himself inside her.

“God, you’re so wet. Miss me, baby?”

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floatyflowers · 4 months

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Dark! Human Apps (Duolingo, Tumblr, and Wattpad) x Reader

Duolingo:

You thought that the app was joking when it sent you a notification about the fact that you are going to miss your 100 day streak.

"Listen here, if you miss your (language) lesson tonight, my heart won't be the only thing that's gonna get broken..."

It wasn't a joke.

And later that night while laying in your bed asleep, you get attacked by a handsome man with green hair and brown eyes dressed in a familiar green owl half face mask.

"Who are you?" you inquire fearfully.

The intruder only smiles down on you with a lovesick smile on his face.

"Didn't I tell you that my heart won't be the only thing that is gonna get broken"

Tumblr:

Ever since you first joined Tumblr, your posts always got blasted with likes, comments, and reposts.

However, strangely enough, Tumblr would delete the hateful and sexual private messages you get along with that person's account.

Things were going well, that was until you posted a picture with your boyfriend while riding behind him on a bicycle.

The hate comments and threats against your boyfriend is unreasonable.

Most comments claimed that you are more beautiful than him and he doesn't deserve you because he is poor.

You deleted your account and uninstalled the app to protect your boyfriend's feelings.

However, the next day of uninstalling the app you get kidnapped.

When you woke up, you found yourself in a luxurious room with a man laying beside you on the bed.

"I'm the one who deserves you"

Wattpad:

You post random possessive romance stories between a captive and a kidnapper.

And your stories blow up.

But strangely enough, your comments were a bit overboard to the point you don't know if your readers are joking or not.

Your readers wished the same to happen to them.

Also, your conversation board gets over a thousand comments, praising you.

However, you discovered the reason for all of that love.

Because the human version of Wattpad kidnapped you.

Not only that but he used your stories against you.

"I'm only trying to make your fantasy come true, my dear"

#duolingo #wattpad #Tumblr #readerinsert #possessive #tw: toxic relationships

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jay-wasstuff · 1 year

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Fanfic writers on their way to publish the most foul, nastiest, freakiest smut work after Dragon Age Absolution

#i know yall gon do us proud on wattpad/ao3 #dragon age #da #dragon age absolution #da absolution #roland x lacklon #lacklon x roland #lackland #fanfic #dragon age dreadwolf #ao3 #tw suggestive

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novel-dawn · 23 days

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If I collected money for all the times I've been called a pedophile because I enjoy Freddy Krueger Remake, I'd be a millionaire right now.

I am an Anti-censorship person within fiction. I really suck the dick of people who enjoy immoral content, such as Incest, Non-Con, Lolicon, etc.

Because they are FICTITIOUS tastes.

I have watched Lolicon, Shotacon, Incest content and I consider myself a healthy person, with a normal life.

This because I know how to differentiate real life versus fiction.

I insist, other people's tastes totally sweat my dick. Why can that make you a target of harassment from ''morally correct'' people on the internet? They should focus all that shit on real problems.

If there are sick people who don't understand these differences, it's THAT person's fault. Not the artist's, not the writer's.

Also if you see tags or content you hate, no one is holding a gun to your head: You are totally free like all of us to ignore, block that content.

''It's just that this reminds me of my traumas.''

Sorry if this sounds cruel, but your traumas are not the fault of others. Even your close friends don't have to deal with your problems. This is purely your struggle, your improvement and your overcoming.

I'm writing this, mostly because of everything that's going on both on Wattpad and other platforms.

Long live the misrepresentative content, the debauched and enjoy without fear, this is all fictional.

#problematic #proship #proshipper safe #proshipper #wattpad #fiction #tw lolicon

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slvshlvr · 5 months

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𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃

𝐎𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐣𝐞𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.. 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬.

𝐀𝐱𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞!

𝐀𝐱𝐥 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 : 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐣𝐨𝐛, 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐱 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤?

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You had just arrived home after a long day at work, you knew axl had been out this night but wasn’t sure if he was at home yet. He had probably been drinking or maybe doing drugs with slash, even though he wasn’t into drugs. He didn’t like them so much. You two had a healthy relationship even if you got your arguments like any other couple.

You went upstairs to find axl on the bed in his boxers and a white shirt, writing in his notebook. You smiled slightly putting your purse down and getting down in bed next to him resting your head on his chest “hey love.”

He looked down at you putting his book down and kissing your cheek smelling you a little before speaking up “Hi baby, how was- uh work” he says, it was quite obvious he was a little high.

“It was good. Are you high?” Was that to on? Did it maybe sound controlling or something?

“Hm. Mhm a little.” He says looking at you leaning down kissing your neck “but my mind is clear enough to know what I want. I missed you.”

You couldn’t hide the smile creeping up on your lips looking over at him letting out a soft sign at the pleasure of his soft pink lips against your neck. Sucking and nibbling on your skin. “Axl you know you shouldn’t do stuff like that.”

“Maybe you need to punish me?” He continues sucking on your neck pulling you up on his lap making you feel his semi hard cock against your thigh.

You nod slowly kissing his softly before reaching your hand down cupping his balls into the palm of your hand and squeezing softly making him squirm and groan putting his legs up over your thighs. Right he loved being dominant, taking you down and making you beg but he also had a soft spot for being submissive.

You leaned down brushing your lips against his pink ones, kissing him passionately as you take his cock and balls out. Wrapping your hand around the head of his cock starting to move it up and down making him moan out. You start jerking him off stroking his cock fast while kissing him.

He moans into your mouth while leaning his head back, Pre-cum leaking out up his tip.

His hips and balls were now a messy sticky mess from all pre-cum. “Cum axl.” You whispered softly yet demanding into his ear nibbling on his earlobe. And he did as told. Releasing his seed into your hand while moaning your name “please..” he whispers quietly.

You look up at him kissing him deeply “please what baby?” You ask teasing.

“Please ride me..” he closed his eyes moaning As you kissed him leaning back against his pillow. “Please mommy. Please make me cum inside you.”

You nodded quickly stripping your clothes off in front of him and sitting on his lap lining his cock up to your entrance, you sank down into him filling yourself up. Letting out a moan as you start to move riding him. Your breasts bouncing in the same movements as your hips.

Axl’s hands found their way to your hips helping you move more smoothly as he groaned. His lips getting attached to your now hard pink nipples. Sucking and nippling on one while his right hand moves upwards to cup your second breast.

Moans and sweat filled the room, the now sex smelled filled room. The air was thick and the smell from cum was everywhere. You kept riding him, his hips thrusting upwards to meet yours in a syncing way.

“Cum baby. Cum on my cock” he whispers in your ear, you feel your walls clench around him. Letting out a long pleasure filled moan as your legs shake. You let go cumming around his cock.

“Fuck” he lets out a groan as he feels your juice around him, suddenly he lets go aswell. His cock twitching as he fills you up with his sticky seed.

He pulls out of you leaving you empty, taking you down and putting you down on the bed and kissing your forehead. He gets up his cock still semi hard, he walks to the bathroom cleaning himself up before coming back to you, he removes your makeup with makeup remover before getting a wet towel “spread your legs honey”

You spread your legs leaning back, he brings the towel down to your crotch cleaning you up. The cold feeling making you flitch a little, he cleans you up then throws the towel in the laundry basket. He puts on his boxers again before crawling into bed next to you.

You cuddle up to each-other your head on his chest as he strokes your hair gently before he speaks up “I love you.”

You smile nuzzling your nose into his neck “I love you too axl.”

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𝐈𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 🫶🏻

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greg-montgomery · 8 months

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one thing about me is that i will always love the pregnancy trope. when the wattpad comment section is full of “we better not be pregnant” comments i’m silently hoping that that’s the reason reader is feeling nauseous 🙏🏻 i love epilogues where they’re married and have little babies. i love time jumps that start with “mom!” i want all the fluff!! i want the marriage proposal and the full wedding day and the babies!

#reading ‘stumbling west’ on wattpad #and i’m loving it!!#if you haven’t read it you should it’s so cute and the angst is just right <3 #not too much but the chapters that are angsty made me CRY #<33333 yearning so bad rn #pregnancy tw

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kaykayow · 17 days

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Question for all you Teen Wolf fanfic readers…would you read my fanfic if I posted on A03 instead of Wattpad? I’ve just found Wattpad easier to use but am willing to make the change. Would appreciate a comment or repost if so :))

#teen wolf #stiles stilinski #tw #scott mccall #lydia martin #dylan o'brien #void stiles #derek hale #fanfic #pls tell me #wattpad #a03 fanfic

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j0kers-light · 8 months

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That imagine with the reader having a past with batman...wooow 🔥 Would you continue it...and make it a bit dark?

His Lighthouse: Bat Connections (LedgerJoker x f!reader)

Bat Connections - Oneshot

KEEP IN MIND THIS IS NOT A STORY UPDATE!

Hey hi anon!! Another late request filled a month later. Please don't be upset with me anon, I love you!! 🖤✨

Okay children! Gather round. Let's go over the legal stuff first! I personally don’t care about trigger warnings cuz imma big girl. I read some morbid stuff for breakfast but for our more sensitive readers, I’ll add a TW just for this oneshot.

TW! Dark!Joker. The following content: CNC, knife play, breath play, degradation, impact play, power play(?), dacryphilia, unprotected sex (J doesn’t believe in condoms no ways but hey) spitting, biting, dirty talk, overstimulation, I mean… the list goes on but I’m getting tiied sis.

Just proceed with caution, mkay? This is canon Joker you’re about to read and I didn’t hold back. I’m so excited to dip my feet back into dark content again! Please read this head canon before continuing. Keep in mind that this is not canon with the series and should be read as a standalone. Enjoy!

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So what if you had history with Batman?

You were a grown woman— who was single at the time, thank you very much– with wants and needs! Could you blame yourself for having a little fun? I mean? Have you seen the man? You'd be crazy for not jumping on that tall glass of water. Batman had no business running around clad in leather looking the way he does.

Honestly, it should be illegal. You were a victim of a thirst trap!

Those two old pictures recirculating the web landed you in some hot water with Joker but it wasn't that bad, right?

J still loved you.. and this all happened before you and him even met! Why was he getting bent out of shape over something in the past?

Sure you licked Batman's cowl and #Leathertastesfunny and #Ihadworse was a wild comment to make, but it was just harmless fun.

Now the second photo op? Okay. You plead the fifth.

Batman slammed you into the wall which made your thumb slip and well.. that selfie happened. The sex that followed was.. phew.

YOU WERE NOT GOING TO TELL JOKER THAT PART.

You weren't dumb. You valued your life. Joker and Batman hated each other (you were convinced otherwise but let's move on..) It happened before you met Joker.

Why was that part not clicking?

Yet one look into Joker's cold green eyes confirmed your fears. He knew. And that was bad. Real bad. Horrible in fact.

This man put the J in Jealousy and this new development was a slap in the face; the ultimate betrayal. It was the straw that broke the camel's back and you were terrified to even think about what Joker would do to you as punishment.

There wasn't a soft way to break this news to Joker but in your defense, you thought he would never find out. However, the internet literally screwed you over.

You weren't prepared for Joker's jealous rage.

He only showered you with love and affection, never anger. The man in front of you now was The Joker that Gotham City feared. There was a dark gleam in his eye and not an ounce of your kind, loving J remained therein. This Joker looked at you as if you were a stain on his suit and nothing more.

It was in your best interest to vacate the premises until he calmed down. You started to back away slowly and of course Joker noticed.

"I'd run too if I were you, cuz when I catch ya... mmhm.When I get my handsss on you? I'm gonna ruin you." Even his voice was sinister and devoid of love.

"One."

Your ancestors heard the count down and begged for you to run. You always listened to their wisdom. You squeaked in fear and bolted from the room.

The front door was too far away so your mind quickly thought–

The maintenance hatch. If you could get to the storage room and make it to the floor below, you were good as gold.

You ran and vaguely heard Joker call out "Two..." as you made it down the hall.

He casually stood to his feet and followed your feeble escape with ease. You weren't even giving him a challenge. He honestly thought you would try for the front door but you surprised him by taking advantage of the secret exit that was closer.

Smart girl.

You made it to the storage room and flicked the lock and chain into place before pushing a table to block the door. You nodded at your handiwork and began focusing on opening the latch to descend. It was tricky to open from this side but not impossible.

Joker gave you props. Your methods were sound.

Locking the door and barricading it from the inside. It was a great strategy against someone else but Joker's rage defied all logic.

You jumped when you heard him hit the door. The chain rattled but held tight.

"Now I wonder.... where oh where could my little slut be?" Joker sang out, knowing that you were panicking inside.

He was ramming something, or maybe just his shoulder, against the door. With each impact, your hopes of escaping dwindled. The chain broke the same time you started to descend the ladder. Joker broke the door in and shoved the table aside with relative ease.

You were almost down the ladder but said screw it and jumped the last few steps to buy yourself some more time.

You landed awkwardly on your ankle but your adrenaline brushed off the pain and gave you godspeed to the door on the maintenance floor.

Your hand grazed the handle when Joker snatched you away. Your screams were music to his ears.

Joker used to care about your safety. J knew being with him romantically painted a huge target on your back so he taught you basic self defense, but you never thought you would be using what you learned to fight him off.

Joker was stronger and he knew your mannerisms and weak spots.

Any defense tactics you learned went down the drain with him as your opponent. He dodged your fists and mocked your weak attempts at fighting back. His jeers made you want to cry but you kept at it and landed a solid kick to his crotch.

Joker had a high tolerance to pain; yet he was still a man. He cursed under his breath and doubled over until the pain subsided.

You scrambled away and maybe it was a miracle (or just Joker messing with you to think you got away) but you managed to hit the stairwell in record time.

You cleared one floor and were descending another when you were tackled from behind. "Got ya!"

Your heart leapt out of your chest thinking you were about to tumble down the stairs but Joker tackled you on the landing between levels. Unfortunately, you took the brunt of the fall and Joker landing on you– knocked what air that was left from your lungs.

Joker was heavy and since you lost favor with him, he could stop holding back and be himself.

He put a stop to your flailing arms with a growl, "Hold still, Y/n!" He knocked your legs apart and straddled your body, letting you feel his erection brushing against your thigh.

"Joker, you're hurting me!" You screamed with the hope that someone on the level would hear you and come investigate.

"Good! Let's hurt ya some more!" He grinned.

He lifted your head, only to slam it roughly back on the unforgiving floor. Your head spun like a Saturday cartoon character. He was going to kill you.

The realization hurt worse than the concrete.

J was about to do it a third time but you bit his arm in hopes that he would let you go. It barely phased him.

"Really Y/n? Tsk, did you act like this with Batsy? Hmm? No, I bet... you begged him to f__k ya like the whore you are." He grunted when you kneeled him in the groin again.

He clicked his tongue and didn't think about his actions.

Joker slapped you across the face and it worked like a charm bringing you back to focus. Your head was forced to the side but you blinked in shock before staring at J in utter disbelief.

Joker would never lay a finger on you. "J.."

He grabbed your jaw and yelled in your face. "Shut up! I don't wanna hear.. another worD. You... you make me so.... So angry! Why? Why Bunny? Why him? Am I noT good enough for ya? Is it the scars?" Joker squeezed your face harder.

You whimpered but you didn't speak another word. So you could follow orders after all. He enjoyed the fear swirling in your e/c eyes.

For so long he suppressed his urges and desires. A part of him longed to see you fear him and today he finally got to see it. In this stairwell with you lying helpless underneath him, Joker soaked up your terror and craved for more.

You teared up and made the mistake of opening your mouth. "I-It was just o-one time, J! I p-promise!" You saw Joker's eye twitch and you knew you screwed up.

He smiled and tipped his head back laughing. It echoed in the barren stairwell and hurt your eardrums.

Joker's hand slipped from holding your jaw to wrapping firmly around your neck.

He stopped laughing as you began to struggle anew.

"Yeah? Just one time? Well... One. Time. Too many." He smiled as your face slowly turned blue. What a lovely shade against your bronzed skin he thought.

You clawed at his hands crushing your throat but you couldn't think and fight him with the limited oxygen you had left.

Joker groaned when your eyelashes fluttered closed. He started to grind his cock against you in earnest. You looked so pretty losing consciousness, he just couldn't help himself and squeezed tighter.

Your chest heaved and Joker saw you about to slip under so he pulled back.

You sucked in precious air and Joker didn't give you a moment's reprieve. He leaned down and licked the salty tears from your face. "You're sooooo pretty like thiss."

In that moment you knew; Joker had completely lost it. His hot breath fanned over your wet cheeks and you tensed feeling his dick grind harder onto your thigh.

You were sick to your stomach. He was enjoying this?

"G-Get off of me!" You croaked out while bucking your weight against Joker. You were trying to shove him off but in Joker's twisted mind, you were reciprocating his lust.

Your feeble attempts provided Joker more friction and he rewarded your actions.

"Needy little thing aren't ya? Since it was only a.. one time thing, I'm gonna use you.. just this once the way you deserve."

Joker's hands caressed over your waistline and began to pull down your pants. You protested immediately.

You only had on a fan made t-shirt and faded sweatpants, whereas Joker remained fully clothed in his three piece suit and clown makeup. It was probably smeared all over you. He was unbothered by you fighting back and set about taking your clothes off.

You were not about to just lay here and let Joker have his way with you. You didn't want this and you weren't going down without a fight.

With a battle cry, you fought back even more but Joker rolled his eyes and collected both of your wrists with one of his own and held them up over your head.

A sharp clicking noise stole your attention and you looked down right as Joker used a hidden knife to cut your pants off.

"Joker, stop! I-I don't.... I want this!" You hissed when he dragged the knife up your chest, leaving a trail of blood in its wake.

Your shirt fell open right down the middle from the cut and Joker hummed at the sight of your heaving breasts.

You never wore a bra or panties these days. You were practically asking for this.

"Quit whining, slut. She wants this.. just look at her.." Joker chuckled and set aside his knife to plunge two fingers into your pussy. It horrified you to discover that you were sopping wet.

"No! No, I don't!"

He sank his fingers to the knuckle and made rough, come hither motions right over your g spot.

Your hips bucked up on command. Your body was literally betraying you. For months Joker trained you to accept only his touch but you couldn't believe your pussy would fold so quickly. She didn't care that Joker was bashing your head against the ground or choking the life outta you moments prior.

Girl. Get it together, you are in danger! You screamed at yourself. Your pussy refused to comment.

Joker seemed to notice your inner struggle.

"All it takes is a lit-le bit of uhh stimulation, and she gives in! Don't be upset, Bunny! I own this pussy, of course she listens to me."

Joker leaned down and whispered in your ear, "A good pet listens to its master."

You moaned when he sped up. Joker was a wizard with his hands and used those powers to his advantage. He watched you try and fight your body's natural reaction and fail miserably. Your struggles made him stroke you harder.

More tears dotted your lashes as your orgasm crept up to the surface. His fingers felt too good scissoring their way inside your gummy walls. Joker could get you off in minutes and today was no different.

You didn't want this but your body spoke on your behalf.

The sound of your wet cunt gushing on Joker's fingers was the only sound in the stairwell besides your stifled moans. A blinding hot heat traveled up your spine and you knew you wouldn't last.

"Joker! I-I... I'm so–" Joker laughed as you came on his fingers and jerked in his hold.

You held it back for so long, your release seemed never ending and Joker (like always) talked you through it.

"That's it!! Give it to me Y/n. Such a good little pet all for me!" Your body turned on its side and Joker let your wrists go for now.

You curled into a ball and wept as the last shivers of pleasure tormented your body. You didn't see Joker loosening his tie and unbuckling his belt. He knew you would love this next bit. You always do.

So what if his arch enemy had a taste of his girl? He'd f__k some sense back into you. You were his and he did not share.

The next time J saw the masked hero, it was on sight. No more playing games; he was gonna kill the bat. No one touched what's his and lived to tell the tale.

Joker pulled his dick out and stroked it as he watched you pull yourself back together. You blinked back your afterglow and spoke.

"I'm s-sorry Joker. I... it won't happen again. It was a mista–" You looked up and saw J towering over you. Since when did he stand up?

Then your gaze fell to his dick. It looked bigger somehow. You watched it twitch right in front of your eyes before your gaze flickered back up to Joker.

He was laughing at your petrified look.

"Aww you think I'm gonna, uhhh, believe that ap-polo-gy? No. Open your mouth and work for your forgiveness."

He stepped closer and you shook your head, scooting away.

"Wait, J please I can.." Your back hit the wall and Joker blocked the only way out. He sucked his teeth when you cowered away. He reached out and grabbed the back of your hair to force you closer to his dick.

"Go on whore. Do what you're best at. SucK."

You shook your head and pushed against Joker's legs but he wasn't having it. He slapped you again and growled down at you, "I won'T repeat myself."

He didn't wait for you to make up any more excuses. He pried your mouth open with his tip before shoving the rest of his cock down your throat.

He used the grip on your head to force your mouth up and down his dick. "See?! It's not so.. hehe.. hard now is it?" He chuckled yet it faded into a groan.

He was doing all of the work but it still felt amazing. Joker didn't care if you couldn't breathe and he didn't care if you tapped your safe word on his leg. You didn't deserve that luxury.

In Joker's mind, you were just another tool for him to use and discard whenever he saw fit. Your needs didn't matter as long as he got his.

Joker felt you trying to pull away. He quickly slammed your head into the wall behind you. Your mouth opened wider in pain.

Joker made sure the only thing you could do was sit up and choke on his dick. He held your head still and began f__king your face since you didn't want to cooperate.

It was sloppy and wet but the sounds spurred Joker on. Your mouth was always his greatest weakness.

Your throat was bottomless and could take every last inch of him just like your pussy. Joker's hips lost their rhythm just thinking about your tight hole.

He wanted that. He needed to reclaim it.

It didn't matter that your affair with Batman happened days before you and Joker met or that it was truly a one time thing. You had options if you wanted another lover. Just the thought of you leaving him made Joker go insane.

You needed to be put in your place. You were his toy.

Joker was itching closer and close to his release but pulled out of your mouth with a groan.

You cried out and fell forward onto your hands, sucking in what much oxygen you could muster. Your jaw was sore and your voice was probably gone with the violent way Joker was using your throat.

He was so rough and didn't care about your wellbeing at all. He ignored the Morse code you tapped on his leg and the complete disregard for the safety system the two of you created, shattered your heart.

Joker didn't care anymore. He broke your trust with that single action.

You tried crawling away and Joker let you make it a few paces away before he dropped to his knees and dragged you back towards him by your ankle.

Sure enough, your voice was gone and only a broken cry escaped your mouth.

"Good. I didn't wanna hear you whining." Joker grumbled. He smacked your behind and slotted his wet dick in between your folds.

You kicked at J but he locked your legs in with his own and pushed your shoulders down onto the floor. You were bullied into doggystyle with your hands held tightly behind your back. You were completely restrained.

If anyone ever used the stairs, they would've seen Joker's sinister red grin as he slid in deep.

"Ahhh yessss. Still sooo wet! I just love how much you want this! Such a dirty little girl I have.. getting ngh.. off on being used. Isn't that right? Ya like being used huh pet?"

Joker shoved you face down on the dirty floor. "Don'T. Answer. I feel you squeezing down on me, f__k.. doll! I love it when you do that."

You felt sick for enjoying each drag of Joker's dick going in and out of your pussy. His swollen head felt amazing knocking against your g spot and his verbal assaults were equally degrading but they still made your head swim in desire.

You should hate this, hate Joker for treating you like trash. But he didn't hold back and showed you his true colors and a teeny tiny part of you loved that.

A rough Joker hit the spot in ways that frightened you.

His grip on your waist ached and he thoroughly enjoyed ramming his cock deeper to hear each hiccup you made. Every thrust burned in the best way and when he yanked your curls, you moaned dejectedly.

"Needy little slut.. Look at me." J craned your head back so you could look up at him from behind.

"Mouth, open it." You didn't question it. Your tongue lulled out and Joker grinned before spitting right down your throat. You recoiled but wisely swallowed.

He felt your pussy flutter around him and chuckled.

"Didn't have to tell you f__k, you're soo desperate! Ahh, soo obedient for me. Hmmm, were you a good cock slut for him too? Heh, course you were. You'd do anything for dick. Pathetic."

Joker pulled your hair again and you whined at the sting it left behind. His brutal strokes hadn't let up and they left you lightheaded and panting for air.

And Joker wanted to abuse that luxury. He let go of your hair to grab your neck from behind. You gasped and rested your hands on Joker's arm on instinct.

Normally in bed, Joker required that your hands be on him at all times so you could signal to him if he became too rough. But what use would it do since he completely disregarded your safe system?

He choked you with one hand and snaked his other down your body to play with your clit.

Your knees buckled once he found it and if it wasn't for J's hold on your neck, you would've crumbled to the floor.

Joker whispered dirty things into your ear but you couldn't hear a thing over the sound of your heart beating wildly. He was cutting off your air and as a result you were slipping fast.

"Oh no no no no no Bunny. None of that. Breathe."

He thrusted deep and released your throat which caused you to come on his dick.

The rush was unlike anything you've ever experienced. You didn't know whether to breathe it all in or pass out. You were high on oxygen and pleasure and crumbled to the floor in a semi comatose state.

You were floating but you could faintly feel Joker still beating up your walls. He followed your descent to the floor and caged you in with his body. You were bone tired and couldn't lift a finger, let alone try and stop him.

"Ah, p-please, J.. its too– ah! Too much!" You were still sensitive from your orgasm and, no surprise, Joker didn't care.

He continued to thrust himself deeper and deeper and panted on your shoulder in ecstasy. "S-Shut.. up n' take it. Take it. Take it. Take it. Take it.. yesss! Aww f-f__k! I'm gonna cum, pet."

You knew he was by the unabashed moans spilling from his lips. Joker sounded divine in the throes of passion and against your wishes, your pussy fluttered around him, prepping for another orgasm.

He felt it and hissed loudly. "Yeah, gimme another one, doll. I want it! Right. Now." Joker furiously rubbed your clit and snatched your orgasm right from under you.

Your mouth fell open in a silent scream as Joker's cock bottomed out for the final time. He emptied his seed into your greedy cunt with a feral groan.

"You're mine." Joker said and bit down on your shoulder, hard.

You screamed and tried to get away but Joker had you pinned underneath him. Your only option was to lie there and take whatever Joker had to offer.

And if you thought that Joker would come to his senses after sex and apologize, then you were sorely mistaken.

He lazily thrusted his dick one, or twice before pulling out with a sigh. Joker admired his work and located your torn shirt off to the side to wipe himself dry.

You whimpered at the sudden bereft feeling and hated that your pussy clenched around nothing in earnest. It aches for something you didn't want in the first place.

You didn't have the energy to lift your head but you heard Joker buckle his belt back and stand as if nothing happened.

"Catch your.. breath and meet me back in the uhh a-part-ment. I'm not done with ya."

Your eyes flew open when you heard his footsteps climb up the stairs. He was leaving you here, naked and bruised, only to find some strength and do this all over again upstairs?

He truly had lost his mind.

You must've whimpered because Joker stopped on the stairs and looked down. You met his cold gaze and shivered. Whatever smidgen of love that Joker held for you was long gone.

In its place was nothing but contempt. "Hurry up, pet. Don'T. Keep me waiting."

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dicediceking · 23 days

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Here it is

My Inanimate Insanity murder fic

Staring Paintbrush

#osc #object show community #object shows #inanimate insanity #human au #humanization #human version #ii humanized #ii paintbrush #insanity #wattpad #fanfic #tw death #ii lightbrush #lightbrush

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blueicequeen19 · 2 months

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Warnings: public-ish car sex & multiple creampies. I was horny 😮‍💨💦

The moment she sinks down on my cock, her tight pussy engulfing me in her wet heat, my eyes nearly roll back right then. We’ve done this so many times now that we’re pros at what positions are the most comfortable for car sex. The thrill also comes from breaking into other peoples cars to do it. With her knees bent and feet planted on either side of me, she bounces hard on my dick like an experienced porn star.

“You like that, baby?” She rasps, her hand finding my throat as she starts to roll her hips. Her eyes are already hooded and her mouth swollen from mine. There was just something about a hot girl with her hand around my throat.

“Fuck yes.” I slide my hands under her shirt, pinching her peaked nipples until I feel her clenching around me. Her cries pierce the air, her control fading as she chases her first orgasm. I can’t take my eyes off her. She’s perfect and so goddamn sexy as she uses me for her own pleasure.

“JJ.. oh fuck.. J..” I push her hips down harder with each bounce until finally she screams, soaking my cock in her cum.

“That’s it.” I help her through her high, moving her hips the way she likes as I thrust up into her. Her breathing slows as she drops against my chest, still supporting herself on her toes.

“My turn.” I lock my arms around her as I start to pummel into her hard. A half scream tears through my eardrum until she bites onto my shirt, her nails tearing into my biceps as I piston my hips as hard and fast as I can.

“Don’t scream. You don’t want to get caught.” I warn when she sucks in a breath, her legs trembling.

“Oh god— JJ —.” My shirt muffles her cries as she cums again, triggering my own orgasm. I don’t stop thrusting until I’ve fucked every drop of my cum into her clenching pussy. She’s practically laying on top of me now, her body shaking uncontrollably as she fights to catch her breath.

“You did so good. I love the way you feel, baby.” I kiss her forehead as I slip my dick free and replace it with two fingers, fucking my cum back inside her. Her body seizes again as I quickly jab at that spongey spot that makes her cry from the intensity.

“No—no—no—oh fuck—.”

“One more. Give me one more, pretty girl.” I use my free hand to hold her tight against my chest, my lips pressed to her forehead as another orgasm tears through her.

“JJ, please. I can’t—.” I smile as she tries to close her legs, nearly curled up in my lap as my fingers slow to a stop. She was so wet and creamy.

“You’re so goddamn sexy.” I murmur, kissing her forehead as my thumb finds her swollen clit.

“JJ Maybank.” She growls through gritted teeth, her pussy clenching around my fingers. It’s a warning. She doesn’t want to squirt all over this car. I can’t hide my grin as I wrap my arm around her waist and flip us, shoving her chest against the reclined seat and kneeling behind her.

“JJ!” She half-snaps, half whines. I slap my cock against her clit, kissing the side of her neck.

“But you’re so goddamn wet and I’m so hard.” I pull her hips back, arching her ass before slipping back inside her. The pleasure washes over me again and I groan deep into my chest as she gasps. I love that fucking sound.

We needed to wrap this up so I wasted no time as I fucked her hard and fast. Sweat dripped down her back and I traced it with my tongue, my cock buried so deep in her pussy.

“Baby!” She squealed, her body drawn tight as she starts to shake.

“Last one. I promise.” I grip the back of her neck, holding her in place as she starts to cum, her hand flies back and her nails dig into my abs. A scream rips from her lips and I curse, pulling out as a jet of liquid gushes from her then shoving back in.

One. Two. More thrusts and I’m emptying inside her again. We’re both panting for air but I can’t help but chuckle. We definitely went over a time limit. You had to be quick when you were breaking into cars to fuck. Not to mention the mess.

“You—are so—greedy.” She rasps, as I pull out to admire the mess between her thighs.

“What can I say? You drive me fucking crazy, baby.” I lean in to kiss her when there’s suddenly a loud tap on the window.

#smutwarning #outer banks smut #jj maybank smut #obx2 #jj maybank fic #jj maybank imagine #rudy pankow #jj maybank fluff #jj maybank x you #jj obx #outer banks x reader #wattpad #blueicequeen19 #tw dark content #outer banks fanfiction #jj maybank #tw unprotected sex

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goatingwild · 2 months

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🔪Mr Normal👓

This is fanart the story Mr Normal on wattpad, it’s very good, if you can past that it’s a reader insert.

though the story focuses more on Normal than the reader, so you can easily ignore it.

#digital art #character art #Fanart #tw blood #Mr Normal #Cameron Normal #wattpad #my art #art #artists on tumblr

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hermywolf · 2 years

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the boys + textposts 40/? | wattpad comments edition

#the boys textposts series #the boys #hermy posts #the boys amazon #textposts #crack #wattpad comments #memes #butchie #billy butcher #hughie campbell #the homelander #hannie #queen maeve #soldier boy #tw alcohol #tw alcoholism

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princedyrewrites · 2 months

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Want You (Butcher!Wally x Reader)

Welcome Home ~ Butcher Wally Darling AU Oneshot This fic was requested by ZillyKittyXD on Wattpad. ((let's just pretend it didn't take me 3 months to actually start writing this...))

TW: A bit of yandere behaviour from Wally. Mentions of blood, knives, and the implied murder of another character. Character uses they/them pronouns (some people are triggered by this?).

Wally hadn't known what the strange feeling was. It was almost like that feeling he got when he killed, only... It was different. It was... Warmer. He only felt it when you were with him, or when you were on his mind. And with this feeling came want. And he'd never wanted like he wanted with you.

He wasn't supposed to want you. He knew that. But that knowledge didn't stop the feeling he always got around you. It didn't stop the wanting. In fact, knowing that only fueled the feeling. Especially now that you seemed to be in the habit of visiting his shop every day. The more Wally saw of you, the more he experienced that feeling. The more intense the want became. Each glimpse of you sent him through a rush. Sometimes it was a good feeling, and sometimes it made him sick. But either way, it always left him wanting to experience it again. To see you and feel that lightness in the head. He liked to tell himself that his desire to be with was only to identify this... odd, feeling he felt. Or maybe even to make you his next victim. He liked to ignore the little you-shaped hole you'd dug out in his heart and made yourself at home in. It wasn't until that day you walked in with Howdy's scent on you and a basket of suspiciously discounted apples that he finally acknowledged it. You were supposed to belong to Wally, but that grub couldn't seem to keep his nose in his own business...

Y/n walks into Wally's shop, the air tainted with the coppery smell of blood. They place a basket of apples on the counter (half of them Howdy had given them for free) and tap the rusty little service bell. They wonder why Wally even put it there in the first place. He seems to always know the moment someone enters, and the dainty little bell looks rather out of place in a butchers shop. Wally walks into view, wiping a dirty knife off on his equally dirty apron. He must have just finished cutting up some meat to sell. Y/n smiles at him as he looks up. His expression darkens ever so slightly when he sees the basket of discounted apples Howdy had given you. Y/n smiles. "Hey, Wally! I brought you apples!" Wally stares at the basket, part of him wondering if they were doing this to purposefully mess with him. But they couldn't possibly know how they affected him... Could they? "Thank you.. Neighbour." He says slowly, his gaze shifting from the apples to them. "You... Smell like Howdy." He didn't like the way Y/n blushed when he said that. "Oh! Well, we hugged before I left to come here..." "I see..." Wally mumbles before resuming a casual attitude, giving no hint to the macabre plan already forming in his mind. Y/n gave Wally half the apples, and after receiving their thanks, were on their way back home, humming a jovial tune to themselves.

-- Time Skip --

A few days later Y/n visits his shop again, seeming to be lost in thought when they come in. They went to visit Howdy the other day, but he was nowhere to be found. They tried again today, but no one had even seen him. "What's the matter, Neighbour?" Wally asks, false innocence lining his tone. "I just... Haven't seen Howdy around lately. I'm starting to get worried." Wally's smile tightens. "Oh, I'm sure there's nothing to worry about. He'll turn up." He pauses, tilting his head. "Is that the only reason you came to visit today?" Y/n smiles. "Oh, no. I enjoy visiting you simply for the company, but I thought I'd ask you just in case you saw him." Wally hums in response, busying himself with a bloody knife. Y/n stares at the knife in his hands, noting the fresh blood covering it. "What kind of meat did you get in today?" Wally chuckles. "Oh, I have a very special stock today... I cannot give you the details though." "At least tell me what kind of meat it is?" Y/n asks, pouting. "Oh... One you're quite familiar with." Wally replies with a smirk. "Pork?" "Hah... Close enough." The fact that Howdy had ever dared to steal his little Y/n was enough for Wally to consider him swine. Not that he thought much of him before that.

A/N: Yay! Finally finished. What do y'all think? Part two?

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luhvrwrites · 3 months

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୨⎯ "𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓"

(Im new on here and I hope you guys enjoy this!! It's actually the first chapter of my new wp fanfic)

Tw: abusive relationship, toxic relationship, strangling, dark rafe, jealousy.

Rafe wasn't the sweetest guy, not even close. He loved thea a lot but he would never show it, he was too 'cool for that lovey-dovey shit' in his words.

So when he called her up and told the girl to be ready in 10, she was completely confused. Still, thea made sure her pretty long locks fell perfectly and she wore a pair of jeans that hugged all the right places and a tight brown top.

"Baby, what's this? I'm taking you out. Somewhere nice so put one of the pretty dresses I've brought you, k?" Rafe doesnt ask, he tells.

"but I like this" whines the blonde as she stands in front of the mirror looking at him behind her slim frame in the reflection, she was 5'9 so he didn't tower over her as much as he did his ex.

Rafe sighs loudly and stares at there reflection. He shakes his head and grabs the girls wrist, turning towards him.

"I like this outfit too babe, but this time, I want my girlfriend to look extra good. So either put on the pink dress or the black one I got you." rafe said as he stared at her pretty face. Thea Peyton was lucky she was blessed with her mother's nose and her father's golden strands, making her the most beautiful chick in the Obx.

"fine" she huffs, strutting upstairs to change and feeling Rafes eyes dig daggers into her as her heals land on the wood.

Rafe watchs as Thea made her way upstairs. He watchs the way her hips sway as she walks, how everything he got the girl hugged her body and he couldn't help but smile to himself.

This was the first relationship where he was genuinely attracted to the girl he was dating, instead of faking it, maybe this one would actually be good.

She comes back down after 10 minutes. Now in a tight pink dress, searching rafes face for any indication he doesnt like it.

"You look amazing in that babe, really shows off your curves." Rafe cant help but stare at her. The dress was tight in all the right places and Rafe couldn't take his eyes off of thea. Hes mesmerized by how gorgeous she looks. He glances back down, not wanting her to notice how much he was staring.

"so where you taking me Rafey?" Thea asks him softly, letting her hand sway with his as he leads them both to his black truck which is where lots of there most unspeakable acts were performed.

"It's a surprise babe." Rafe beams as he opens the truck door for her. He climbs in after and shuts it. He starts the car, the engine purring. The truck starts to slowly drive out, and as he drives his eyes go over to her and he immediately grins.

"why are you being so nice?" she questions as the girl trys to rack her brain to remember if maybe it was one of there anniversarys? nope, or was it a holiday? wrong again.

Rafe laughs a little bit as her brain went into overdrive. "Babe, don't overthink it. I'm just being a good boyfriend. I thought that maybe we could go to a nice restaurant tonight and just chill." Rafe shrugged and smiles again.

Both ride in silence as they drive out of the city into the country passing all the big white houses that fill the streets of the outer banks. When she sees a sign for a nearby restaurant, Thea can't help but notice it's very nice and fancy. He pulls up and gets out, opening the door again.

"wow, how kind of you" she thanks in a posh british accent, her heels slightly twisted on the gravel of the parking lot.

Rafe chuckles at the way she thanked him making a mental note to tease the blonde later.

"Just following etiquette." He holds her hand and leads Thea to the restaurant, pushing the glass and greeting the waiter before they are sat at a nice table for two. It was empty besides the pair.

The waiter brought out menus and after a bit, Rafe ordered for her and himself. The waiters left to give the two time to talk. Rafe takes this opportunity to stare lovingly at her from across the table "am i dying or something?" Thea giggles as his icy blues don't leave her tanned skin.

"No, just a simple date babe." Rafe rolls his eyes mockingly but he keeps that grin plastered on his face. He leans forward a little and places his forearm on the table and his other hand goes to brush her light hair back, caressing theas cheek with his thumb.

A tingle runs down her spine and she couldn't help but notice rafe was acting different. Almost a bit too sweet, but he's probably just feeling a little romantic, right?

Then it clicks that rafe was only trying to make his girlfriend forget about what he had done to her last week.

Last weekꜜ

It was a Wednesday, and thea and her boyfriend sat in her room arguing again. She had put a love heart on her friend's photo on instagram and he wasn't taking it so well.

The argument was the same thing as always—you're too social, you have too many male friends, there's always drama etc. It was getting old and she were so sick of it. He was leaning his whole body over her lean frame now, looming over Thea and he grabbed her by the neck, shaking her a little bit.

"rafe please you're hurting me" She winced as his cold gold rings and to the pain of the pressure.

"Oh am I hurting you babe?" Rafe looks down with his blue eyes, filled with anger. "You hurt me every time you look at other men, every time you text them back, every time you're nice to them. You don't understand the pain you cause me." He grits his teeth and shakes a little bit harder.

Thea claws at his skin, trying to get free and to finally catch a breath, her nails dig into his skin and leave little marks which he will feel later. He lets out a little grunt of pain, but his grip on her tightens, making it hard to breathe.

He leans closer and screams into the girl's scared face, the veins on his neck and forehead are bulging "What is so hard to understand about that? You are mine and mine alone! If you can't handle that then maybe you should just leave then, right!" He leans even closer to her, his nose pressing against theas at this point.

Thea started to cry and she can't help but feel a wave of fear as Rafe pushes his weight down on her. His hand tightens around your throat, the lack of air making her breath shallow and frantic.

He takes his large hand away from her, chuckling gently at her as she falls to the floor. Her breath heavy as she gets access to the air again, clutching her neck to try soothe the pain.

Rafe just laughs and stands over Thea, not helping her up. He shakes his head thinking he's done nothing wrong and laughs again.

"See this is why you need to stop being so social and nice to people. If you just did what you were supposed to, none of this would happen." Rafe shrugged and sat down on the bed, leaning back on her pillows.

Of course, it was her fault.

Present dayꜜ

Rafe kept caressing her cheek. His grin never faded as his eyes looked deep into theas. There was an edge to the sweetness that she didn't like. He seemed a little too happy given how aggressive and mean he could get in just seconds. There was a certain anger behind those icy blues now that she noticed.

Rafe pulled her blonde hair a little too hard when he brushed it back over her shoulder, and that same tingle she felt a few minutes ago now felt like a pinprick in her stomach. He noticed this small change in the girl and his eyes narrowed, but he kept that nice guy persona.

The real question is how long can he last before lashing out again? He would never really change and both knew that.

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